"Why, Virginia, am I unsurprised to find you here in the middle of trouble, yet again?"
John Carter, late of Virginia and aching to reach Helium once more, gave a devilish smile as he dispatched another green warrior in the metal of the Warhoon Horde.
"Hello, Tars," he called, glancing over to see a small phalanx of Tharks behind the jeddak. "I left some for you."
Tars Tarkas threw his head back, laughing before flinging himself into battle alongside his friend.
"You have been missed, Virginia! When we destroy our enemies here, I will personally see you to your princess!"