Lance lowered his arms when he saw that the bandits weren't stopping. "Oh, come on. Seriously-" He was cut off when one of the bandits rode past him and attempted to slash him with whatever he was holding. Well, it was time to take them seriously. Sticking his arm out, he caught a bandit rider by the throat. With one swift movement, he plucked the unlucky bandit off his steed and slammed him into the ground. Several cracks followed as the bandit hit the rocks, knocking him out. The other bandits froze.

Now sufficiently pissed off, Lance reached for his pistol and raised it into the air. A series of deafening cracks followed, the 10mm rounds breaking the sound barrier, coupled with the sheer amount of energy released through the weapon's magnetic coils. That done, Lance lowered his G121 and spun it several times. "Alright. Enough games." The anger in his voice was present. "Go away with your bullshit roleplaying and tell me what planet this is," As fast as lightning, he raised his gun again and pointed it at the nearest bandit. "[i]OR I FUCKING SHOOT YOU! I'M NOT AFRAID TO SPLATTER YOUR BRAINS ALL OVER THE DAMN PATH![/i]" Lance shouted, his helmet speakers amplifying his voice to terrifying levels. He had enough bullshit for one day.