[Zero shoots him an icy glare, one that no doubt is a very familiar one, as if everything else wasn't enough.]

This is war, not a game. I'm not interested in keeping score. If you were a friend of his, you shouldn't be either.

[Harsh, yes. But the X he knew wouldn't have approved of that thought. But he peeks around the corner... and noticed the Pantheons are heading their way, with weapons readied. Zero drew the hilt of his Z-Saber from its holster and turned it on. A green beam sword no doubt further made this red reploid look familiar.]

Looks like they're not giving us a choice. Get ready.