DEFEAT OF ESGARES
Starring:

DRYST

ZEMEKIS

BULNOIL

IRIA
Forsena / Countries / Iscalio /

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.