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Coliseum - Purple Stage
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Well, well. What have we here? |
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You're— |
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I thought I'd arrive a bit early, and what do I find but a stage laid to waste? |
| Oh, hi, Hornton! | Hornton, there's still two hours until the SDC opens! |
| "HORNTON"?! |
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Oh, hey! So you're that Hornton guy who wanders around the Ramshackle Dorm garden late at night. I heard about you from [MC]. You really do have horns growin' outta your head! Myah hah hah—MRAH! |
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Grim, are you nuts?! Y-you can't just talk to an upperclassman that way! |
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[MC]! You're really calling THIS guy Hornton? Do you have a death wish?! |
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Don't ya know who this is?! |
| He told me to call him what I wanted. | Look, he wouldn't tell me his name, okay? |
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Roi des Dragons, how did you get into the coliseum?! |
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I was invited, by the child of man living in Ramshackle Dorm. I have my invitation right here. |
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That's not what I was asking... The entire venue is still enveloped in the cursed poison mist generated by Vil's signature spell. There's no way anyone coming into contact with that curse would come out of it unscathed. |
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Oh yes, I suppose there was some sort of cantrip up when I came in. But no curse, no matter how powerful, will work on me. |
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Hmph. I see you've taken advantage of [MC]'s ignorance to have a bit of sport. Housewarden of Diasomnia, the dorm based on the lofty spirit of the Thorn Fairy... Malleus Draconia! |
| Malleus Draconia?! | So that's what M.D. stood for! |
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Indeed. I am Malleus Draconia, soon-to-be ruler of Briar Valley. |
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Myah... You guys were talkin' about this crazy powerful guy at the Spelldrive tournament... You mean to tell me that was Hornton all along?! |
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I trust you see what I meant now, when I said not knowing my name was for your own benefit. By the way, Schoenheit. You seem to have had a bit of sport, yourself. However did you become such a mess? You're hardly living up to the Fairest Queen's spirit. |
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You're not wrong... |
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What's the trouble? Tell me, children of man. |
| Well, uh... | Here's the deal... |
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Ah. Now I understand what happened. I must say, though. I'm most impressed. A magical reaction on the level of an overblot... And not a single one of the many mages on campus, myself included, took notice of it. |
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What?! You mean there's no panic outside? |
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No. The Royal Sword Academy students are singing near the gymnasium, a short ways off from here. They've attracted a considerable throng, but other than that... |
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This coliseum plays host to Spelldrive games, defensive magic exams, duels for the seat of housewarden, and more. I've heard from the faculty that it's imbued with a special field that makes it harder for damage to spill out. |
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So then, if we hadn't gotten Vil back to normal... |
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...help wasn't even on the way? Yikes. |
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Mm. I suppose it's immaterial, at the end of the day. You owe me, Schoenheit. |
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What? |
| *Rumble* |
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Myah! What's goin' on?! All my hairs are standin' on end! |
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Rgh... What incredible pressure! |
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Heh. Children of man— I shall bestow upon you a gift. |
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What are you doing, Malleus?! |
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This is even more trifling of a task than re- weaving unraveled fabric. Come! Return to your proper place! Revert to your proper shape! |
| *RUMBLE* |
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Rgh...! W-wait... What just happened? No way! The whole coliseum is back the way it was before, in an instant! |
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You're right! |
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Amazing! Did you do that with magic, Malleus?! That is SO COOL! |
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Whoa... I've known it since I saw him in the Spelldrive tournament, but boy, he's ludicrously beyond our league. |
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Roi des Dragons, c'est magnifique! Your magic never ceases to amaze! |
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With the stage restored, I can watch you perform now. That's the extent of my interest in this matter. |
| Thanks a bunch, Hornton! | You're the man, Hornton! |
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Heh... Hah hah hah! You know who I am now, and still you stick to that pet name? |
| Sorry. Force of habit. | Should I not? |
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It's fine. I don't mind. I've set the stage for you, Schoenheit. I trust you will keep me suitably entertained. |
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Hmph. I hardly need your urging to put on the finest possible show. You'd best be ready for a standing ovation. |
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I'd expect nothing less. If you'll excuse me, then. I look forward to the show. |
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Heh heh. I was hardly expecting the Roi des Dragons to give us his personal blessing. Lady Luck truly is on our side. Now is the time for us to show the NRC Tribe's unity. |
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Yes. I'll take full responsibility for explaining this to the headmage and whatever follows. For now, we have a Song & Dance Championship to win! |
| Yeah! |
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