The Lancer had been sitting there for about a half an hour, thinking over the pro's and cons of becoming a "Champion", as it was called. He was used to taking order, but usually from someone higher up in command and...older. If he were to become her champion, this would be one helluva change to him. He could also get some pretty cool power ups from this person, her being "magic" and all. However, there were cons to this. If he did become a champion to this "creator" that would mean he would be sent out to fight people and things nearing levels of godship. He was simply a really skilled foot soldier, or at least that's what he thought of himself. There's also no telling how open to abuses he would be to this "Creator".
The one thing that got him to think yes was simply, he's in her place, she could destroy him at any second, and if he said no, that would increase the risks of her just thinking of exterminating him. He got up from the floor, and awaited her return. a door suddenly appeared in front of him, even though all the doors were sealed and there was no way in or out. She then opened and slammed the door to get in. It didn't frighten him, but it did make him a bit curious. "I've been thinking while you were gone. Going over the pro's and con's of becoming this, "Champion", thing. Course you probably don't care about what I'm saying right now. you probably just want an answer." He said to her, he paused for a bit before giving her an answer.
"Yes. I would like to become this "Champion." He answered, "If there's anything you gotta do to make this thing official, do to me as you wish."
