Dacer pulled away from Jenso, and yanked Jeff's grappling hook off of his arm. [color=8dc73f]"Y'know, as interested as I am, I don't really think it matters in the least,"[/color] Dacer wheezed, anger still polluting his tone, [color=8dc73f]"Where's the Jam colored bitch? I'm intent on Jamming my fist through her fucking face."[/color] Without waiting, he started stomping away from the three who'd freed him from her control, towards the giant mound of purple ooze. His legs gave out almost immediately, and he fell to one knee.