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Coliseum - Purple Stage
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Rgh… How am I...? |
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Vil! Oh, thank goodness. The light is back in your eyes. |
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What a relief… *Sniffle* *Sob* Viiil! I was so worried! |
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Why are YOU crying, Kalim? |
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Phew... I was afraid I'd hit you in the wrong place. |
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I'm...sorry you had to see that undignified display. Only third-rate people throw temper tantrums and take their problems out on others. My conduct was the most unbecoming of all... |
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Yer right about that. Ah thought you said people grow outta temper tantrums by the time they're three? |
| Is this really the time to bring that up? | Ha ha ha... |
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Yes... You're absolutely right, Epel. I'm no longer fit to be your leader. |
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It would not do to flatter yourself, Roi du Poison. I'm afraid you'll find that none of us are lying prone. |
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What...? |
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Rook's right, Vil. You haven't actually hurt anyone. You haven't stepped over the brink yet. |
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Listen. Neige LeBlanche is out there right now, dancing happily with the seven dwarfs. |
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After the way you ran us through the wringer training us to get here, there's no way we're letting you pull out because of a few bruises! |
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It's a stretch…but let's just say we got a little overly worked up in practice and got into a team brawl. |
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All of you... You just want to pretend none of this happened? |
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I never said that. All I'm saying is that we can hold off on explaining this to the faculty until after the competition. |
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Heh... Jamil, you are truly wicked—urgh… |
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Vil! |
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Oh, stop. I just stumbled a bit. Spare me your plaintive cries. |
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Your injuries are no small matter. Please, you mustn't strain yourself. Here, lean upon my shoulder. |
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Oh, by the way, Deuce—what was up with that blast of magic you hit Vil with at the end there? |
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That was one seriously powerful shot! When did you learn to pull off a spell like that, Deuce? |
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I wasn't the one who made it so strong. Vil was. |
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How so? |
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That spell stores up all the damage I take from someone, then hits back with it all at once. So it was only potent because Vil hit me with really potent magic to start with. |
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What kinda spell is that?! So it's just a way to get payback for when you get in fights? |
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Don't make it sound so violent! The first time I pulled it off was when I took Epel to the beach and a gang attacked us. All I was doing was taking hits at the time, though. It just kind of slipped out... |
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Erk... S-sorry. Anyway, I kept trying to do it again afterward, and it just wouldn't work. It only clicked for me when Vil was giving us a serious pounding. |
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Aha ha! You see? That hard head of yours… That's your signature trait! |
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Signature? Oh, wait… You mean that's my…signature spell?! |
| You didn't realize it? | You said the spell name and everything, remember? |
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Tell me what it is later, [MC]! |
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Marvelous! Merveilleux! You have broken out of your shell in spectacular fashion, Deuce Spade. Behold—Vil is awestruck and weak-kneed from the sheer splendor of your blow. |
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No, I'm just beaten up head to toe. Credit where it's due, though—that last blow of yours struck soundly. Nicely done, Deuce. |
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…Thank you, sir! |
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So, wait. If you hadn't succeeded at pulling the spell off once, what possessed you to yell "everybody, get down!" with so much confidence? It's all well and good that the spell worked, but what would you have done if it hadn't? |
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Psh, don't sweat it, Jamil! It worked, and in the end, isn't that what matters? |
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Good grief. I will never understand the way you impulsive types think. |
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D-Deuce mastered a signature spell before me? Are you serious?! |
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Yeah, I was never expectin' Deuce of all people to beat me to the punch at somethin'. |
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Heh heh. Sounds like we've got some catching up to do! |
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The question now is, what do we do about the stage? It's a complete wreck. We're fortunate that Vil's poison mist is covering the whole coliseum. It means we're the only witnesses to the scene. In that sense, it's actually a good thing for us that Vil's signature spell lasts so long. |
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I'd prefer to fix the venue up, dispel the curse, and get out of here, but... It's not feasible for us to fix everything up the way it was with what power we have left. Argh... Every scenario I run through my head hits the same brick wall. I'm not sure there's any getting out of this mess. |
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Mrooow... |
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Oh, no. Does that mean the SDC is...? |
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Well, well. What have we here? |
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You're— |
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