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Starring: |
DRYST |
ZEMEKIS |
BULNOIL |
IRIA |
CONDITIONS: Once you defeat Esgares
Zemekis: Mad Monarch Dryst... Who would have thought that I would be defeated by you.
Dryst: What are you talking about? I’m stronger than all of you! Also, I wanted to thank you for starting the war. Things have never been so fun!
Zemekis: Fun?
Dryst: Don’t you think so? People expose their true feelings when they fight with one another. This is my idea of fun.
Zemekis: You may be right. Now that I think about it, I never fought this hard until I started all this. I have been enjoying every minute of it.
Dryst: See? Life should be fun! Don’t you agree?
Zemekis: Dryst... You’re an interesting man.
Dryst: Why don’t you just admit that I’m the greatest?! I’ll build a new empire and fill it with statues of myself!
Zemekis: You won... Do whatever you wish... do whatever you like, You’re the winner. I have no regrets...
Dryst: I can’t believe you’re saying this?! I thought you were different from the others... What!?
BANG!
Zemekis: Gyaaaahhh!
Dryst: What?!
Bulnoil: You were able to avoid my attack... Impressive... Most impressive...
Dryst: Trying to attack me from behind? You’re my kind of scum. Who the Hell are you?
Bulnoil: I’m a being with an endless desire, Bulnoil... I don’t like you Dryst. For that, you shall die!
Dryst: Oh Yeah? Iria, kill this pond scum!
Iria: ...Yes sir...
Bulnoil: Hua, hua, hua, you idiot. That will never break my barrier.
Zemekis: How about this!
Bulnoil: You’re still alive, Zemekis? I’m very dissapointed in you. Was this the best you could do?
Zemekis: This is my last battle. I won’t let you ruin it.
Bulnoil: That was nothing, little man! Take this!
Zemekis: Gyaaaahhh!!!
Bulnoil: You piece of... No one gets in my way..! Celena? Is that you Celena? I thought you would be dead by now... You’ve been working for this loser? This is interesting. I don’t have to rush things now. So long, Mad Tyrant!
Dryst: He dissapeared... Iria, do you know him?
Iria: ...No...
Dryst: No..? That bastard just came here and talked to himself and left..? How is Zemekis doing?
Iria: ...He’s dead.
Dryst: Iria, bury that pile of dead meat.
Iria: ...OK...
Dryst: What a way to go, huh? I wanted to have a drink with you to see who can drink more... I guess we’ll have to wait until we meet again... Good-bye.