Kioet over comm: Well, what should I do? He isn't a threat, but he isn't cooperating either. Maybe you should speak to him yourself, want me to put you on speaker? Wait..."accidentally" killing him would be more gratifying.
*Kioet puts both arms out and fires the rest of his rocket darts at Irvine, teleports behind him, unslings and thrusts his cortossis staff into Irvine's back, with the blades out, activating his shield the same time the rockets begin to impact*
Battle is a pure form of expression. It is heart and discipline, reduced to movement and motion. In battle, the words are swept away, giving way to actions-- mercy, sacrifice, anger, fear. These are pure moments of expression.