[i] When the bullets started flying, Lance's shielding systems came to life. What was operational anyway. Arcs of tytritium leaped off his armor, zapping the bullets and disintegrating them. Meanwhile, Lance weaved to and fro, his skills coming to surface now. His body blurred as he avoided the thrusts, a particularly fast one batted away each time by his right hand katana. The sword seemed to have a life of it's own, almost instinctively leaping to Lance's defense. The next thrust that came in, Lance's blade ignited in a blue light that blazed with heat..Cobalt colored fire. Very, very similar to Lucien's own abilities. The blade superheated, instead of batting the thrust away, he brought the sword up and cut sideways, planning to slice the weapon in half. [/i]