"I honestly don't know why either," he replied. "I can only guess it was my own subconscious restrictions. Primarily, I'm not athletically inclined...but, like everything else in life, that can change."
Spotting another red light ahead he eased up on the gas to slow down just enough for the light to change to green. "To quote the stereotype, "honorable but they serve an outdated agenda," Ermac answered. "However, I've learned that is not the case at all."
Gradually accelerating, the Obrimos maintained a moderate speed, "The Arrow, as I've come to learn, is similar to the Sleeper militaries. Training for combat. Fostering comradery. Development of skills and strategies. And if necessary, disciplinary action."
Casting a glance to his passenger, "Like when Striker was made to swear on the Supernal. I don't know the intricacies of that, however, I know that swearing an oath is not something done lightly."