"Hence why you got the technical victory. Know who else got technical victories? Every demon army ever that fought Michael here and forced him to abandon the field of battle due to outflanking his smaller forces and menacing mortals. He could kill up to ninety percent of the army, but they still claimed victories for 'forcing Michael to quit the field.' Hey, Michael, do those 'losses' actually count in your book, or is that just spin?<br/><br/>Or what about if I gave you a mission to 'kill all beyonder troops on a plane and save it' and you decide to do that by turning the plane into a lifeless, airless rock? That is the exact same kind of victory you got here. You fulfilled the exact terms of the mission, while completely misunderstanding, not acknowledging, or ignoring the spirit of the rules."<br/><br/>He smiled down at her, before leaping down. "I set this up with the broadest terms possible to give you as much leeway as possible. You apparently forgot you were also trying out to become the shield of my command squad. Go ahead, say that by disappearing, you were setting it up to get flanked hard. Every second you aren't in one of the opponent's faces, you are putting the rest of the squad you are attached to at risk. Yes, my command squad could PROBABLY survive a love tap or two in the time it took you to flank and execute the single opponent, but what if I have to hand you to another squad with actual organics in it and you pull that kind of stunt out of habit? That 'love tap' could kill someone. Hell, the last time a shield failed me, a 'love tap' damned near did kill me, and you screamed at me earlier for the side effects of it."