Lance drew his bayard, letting out a grunt as Shiro — well, if it was even the real Shiro — threw him against the wall. The Blue Paladin was determined still, dashing into the cockpit of the Black Lion to fend off the clone.

"You're not getting this Lion!"

He cried, his gun suddenly shifting into a broadsword as it clashed against Shiro's cyber arm. The cuban's footing skidded until he was leant against the Black Lion's thrusters. And then... the mech came alive, the roar echoing through Lance's mind alongside the realisation: is the Black Lion choosing me? Hitting the airlock, the mechanical beast ejected the clone and allowed the new Black Paladin to take his seat.