Arsenio shook off the jitters he usually got from having just had his gamma glipheptin as he sat in his cockpit. He had made sure to get a dose right before entering combat so he wouldn't timeout like last time. As the Duel was incapable of flight, he stayed on the ship as defense. The Duel stood on the prow of the Lucifer, with its shield on one arm, its beam rifle stowed away behind its hip, and the Gae Bolg Rail bazooka in its other hand, hefted on the shoulder. With this, he could easily defend the Lucifer from incoming, high-armor hostiles, like enemy ships. A grin crossed his face as he anticipated the coming carnage. He was but a player in this game of blood. "GL,HF; good luck, have fun!" he announced through the comm.