In retrospect, crying out the name your attacks was only because the lord Dyne got caught up in the moment. It may have also been a result of the lord designing Tiffaney's control systems to force her to call the names out for her own selfish purpose of making her heir a proper magical girl.
It was to late to get back as she brought her suit down in an overhead smash on the steward who stunned didn't escape cleanly. Even with out an edge, the force of the mechanization was incredible. Wincing on the other side of the plain he had hoped that he had gotten far enough of away to have a moment to recover.
His leg had been shattered and it would take some time for him to recover. Since the terrain wasn't even and he moved almost half a kilometer away, he should have the moments to heal it. Preparing to slip through the earth again, he took a deep breath and started forcing his leg to heal, grateful that his plain aspect helped with resilience and endurance.
