"It's okay, really." Cylus says, taking off his helmet. "Except I'm not too sure that death would be so lenient this time around." He breathed heavily and the sweat from his brow. "That suit is slower than mine is and was dragging me down. But I won't be that guy, so well played." he says, reaching to shake Marker's hand with a chuckle. "When you said that you wouldn't go easy on me, I wasn't expecting [i]this.[/i]"