"Get back here and take it like a man!" Lambert hollers after him cheerfully. He'll let 9S get a second or two's head start -- may as well let him think he's going to get away with it -- before he immediately starts up in pursuit, lanky legs powered by superhuman strength carrying him after 9S while he flails the noodle wildly above his head.

Maybe the problem is that the threat of violence isn't deadly enough? With that thought in mind, Lambert switches hands on the noodle, shoving it back under the shield he's wearing and drawing his sword instead, though he's also threateningly waving it at 9S in much the same manner.

"Use your head! Block the strike!" 9S had better be quick about doing something, or he's about to get his butt pricked.