So Lord Saladin and Lady Efrideet. He'll hate that I'm telling this story. But Lady Efrideet - I like lady Efrideet - she tells me everything. We like our stories, and we like our helmets. So Efrideet she lifts Saladin over... over her head. And she says... She says, "I never miss." She lifts him over her head, and she throws him. And he cranks his Fist of Havoc. Their combined Arc energy singing like a drawn sword! Twenty miles down he plummets. Into a Fallen Walker! He's like a... like a cannon shot out of a friggen' anti-aircraft gun. Everything explodes! Her Ghost was laughing when she revived him. They saved a whole village of people. This was the Dark Age. They had those. Villages. I miss those days. I miss Lady Efrideet.