[i]Noticing that Jason was getting pretty damn impatient, Anri grinned under the visor to her steel helm, the sword in her hand suddenly transforming in a flash of light into a 6'7 foot long coiled lance, the tip glowing quite vibrantly with heat. She suddenly began approaching at a faster rate, raising the lance up high and pointing it right at Jason. Her goal was to piss him off enough to where he would literally charge at her, and then? Simply impale him.[/i]