"Why the hell are you so damn heavy?!"
Yilafren looked at Khan in disgust. Her jetbike had visibly slowed down after taking on this fat pig, and the rushing sounds that had sped past Lin Fan's ears caught up with him again.
Khan was still tied up in the shredded netting, which had caught on the underside of the bike's rear grav-blades and kept him from being sliced apart. Dangling behind the bike, Khan faced Lin Fan and cursed nonstop. "I knew it! You damned bastard thinks with his lower half now! Tell me, what shady deal did you make with this damned bean sprout?!"
"I wasn't thinking with my lower half! If she hadn't come, we'd both have smashed straight down! From that height, we'd have been turned into meat paste!"
"Quit talking bullshit! You sex-crazed, shameless traitor to humanity's glory! Do you think our situation is any good right now?!"
"You dog! Why weren't you shouting about glory when you swung me around like a towel?!"
Lin Fan was getting furious from Khan's insults too. The two cursed each other back and forth, one in front and one behind, atop Yilafren's bike high above Commorragh. Lin Fan did not even realize that his spit had splashed onto Yilafren's thigh.
"Pfft... Your argument is pretty entertaining, but can we get one thing straight first?" Yilafren laughed cheerfully, then abruptly dropped her carefree, optimistic manner and roared viciously, "We're being chased by an entire Kabal! Can you think about how we're supposed to survive first?! You two fat pigs are so heavy I can't even carry you after stuffing a cosmic fragment in here!"
"A cosmic fragment?" Lin Fan caught the key phrase in Yilafren's words. He felt like it might be something Little Yi could eat.
Khan, meanwhile, redirected