[i]"If you think I'll engage in combat with you... You are mistaken..."[/i] [b]Anthony merely tilted his head and Lance felt a terrible blow land on his chest, a crushing sensation like his breath being stolen a dozen times over...[/b] [i]"In a second I could crush you... And I'm currently weak... I have defeated those who think they are gods... The Lordans... the Mournes.... The Legions... Even Mallana... My dearest Queen, fell to me..."[/i] [b]He shook his head, his voice reverberating behind the mask, the mouth unmoving with each word...[/b] [i]"So what now...? You should flee... Flee and I will spare you."[/i]