Lance was never a hero, nor would he adhere to any knightly principles of dueling that even the knights themselves didn't follow.
The only thing he cared about was the outcome; the process was irrelevant.
Talking about righteousness with these aberrant demons was meaningless. All that mattered was fighting together and getting it done!
So when he realized that Alhazred was preparing a big spell, he knew exactly how to coordinate with his teammates. Without hesitation, he threw a punch with all his might, smashing the moving demon into the shadowed ground—a precursor to Alhazred's casting of [Shadow Bind].
Their coordination was perfect; the demon was like a football thrown into the net, and at the same time, Alhazred had already activated his ability.
The shadows extended wildly dancing tentacles to grasp the demon. Initially, the summoned tentacles were only as thick as an arm, but they had now grown as thick as barrels, likely capable of crushing even an elephant.
