[i]The Marshal places his foot on the stomach of Vordt, and kicks him off. Since his legs were loaded with springs, there was enough force to free his blade and drill. When he looked to the Dancer, he started to laugh maniacally. Not one word was said amidst the string of crazed laughter. The worst part? JT wasn't faking it, he was actually quite sadistic and insane sometimes. [/i]