Gaia Chronicle/Elite Boss Dialogues

List of dialogues that appear when facing Elite Bosses in Gaia Chronicle checkpoints. Dialogues from Bibliotheca Arcana are not included.
==Chapter 1: Heroism and Strength==
Checkpoint 	Elite Boss 	
Caucasus Mountains	<Titan Prophet> Prometheus 	
:The Titan Prophet
:: Abraxas
:: "HaHA! There you are, Prometheus!"
:: Prometheus
:: "Abraxas! Don't waste your time on me. My sins are mine alone to bear!" Prometheus shouts angrily.
:: Abraxas
:: "Now, now. That's no way to greet a visitor! I've come all this way just to see you. You should feel honored!"
:: Prometheus
:: "Oh, cut that crap! I'm sure you must be busy with your glorious, far-off battles. How lucky we are to BASK in your presence!"
:: Abraxas
:: "Lucky indeed, my expostulating friend. My exploits are beyond legendary!" Abraxas says, beaming.
:: Prometheus
:: "I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget. I'll show you what being rude and arrogant brings!"	
:The Titan Prophet
:: Abraxas
:: "HaHA! There you are, Prometheus!"
:: Prometheus
:: "Abraxas! Don't waste your time on me. My sins are mine alone to bear!" Prometheus shouts angrily.
:: Abraxas
:: "Now, now. That's no way to greet a visitor! I've come all this way just to see you. You should feel honored!"
:: Prometheus
:: "Oh, cut that crap! I'm sure you must be busy with your glorious, far-off battles. How lucky we are to BASK in your presence!"
:: Abraxas
:: "Lucky indeed, my expostulating friend. My exploits are beyond legendary!" Abraxas says, beaming.
:: Prometheus
:: "I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget. I'll show you what being rude and arrogant brings!"	
:The Titan Prophet
:: Abraxas
:: "HaHA! There you are, Prometheus!"
:: Prometheus
:: "Abraxas! Don't waste your time on me. My sins are mine alone to bear!" Prometheus shouts angrily.
:: Abraxas
:: "Now, now. That's no way to greet a visitor! I've come all this way just to see you. You should feel honored!"
:: Prometheus
:: "Oh, cut that crap! I'm sure you must be busy with your glorious, far-off battles. How lucky we are to BASK in your presence!"
:: Abraxas
:: "Lucky indeed, my expostulating friend. My exploits are beyond legendary!" Abraxas says, beaming.
:: Prometheus
:: "I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget. I'll show you what being rude and arrogant brings!"
:Sin and Friendship
:: Abraxas
:: "Tired already? Hoho! That was just a warmup!"
:: Prometheus
:: "You... you are indeed... invincible... Whew! ...I've never seen you... lose a match..." Prometheus struggles to catch his breath.
:: Abraxas
:: "But of course. I am Abraxas! You'll never see me fail! Not in this life OR the next!"
:: Prometheus
:: "So, what are you doing here?" Prometheus relaxes a bit, letting go some of his tension.
:: Abraxas
:: "Ah, I'd almost forgotten! I'm here to stop Siklos."
:: Prometheus
:: "Siklos? The mighty Cyclops? Aha! More power to you! Off with you, then! Don't involve ME in these affairs of yours!"	
:Sin and Friendship
:: Abraxas
:: "Tired already? Hoho! That was just a warmup!"
:: Prometheus
:: "You... you are indeed... invincible... Whew! ...I've never seen you... lose a match..." Prometheus struggles to catch his breath.
:: Abraxas
:: "But of course. I am Abraxas! You'll never see me fail! Not in this life OR the next!"
:: Prometheus
:: "So, what are you doing here?" Prometheus relaxes a bit, letting go some of his tension.
:: Abraxas
:: "Ah, I'd almost forgotten! I'm here to stop Siklos."
:: Prometheus
:: "Siklos? The mighty Cyclops? Aha! More power to you! Off with you, then! Don't involve ME in these affairs of yours!"	
:Sin and Friendship
:: Abraxas
:: "Tired already? Hoho! That was just a warmup!"
:: Prometheus
:: "You... you are indeed... invincible... Whew! ...I've never seen you... lose a match..." Prometheus struggles to catch his breath.
:: Abraxas
:: "But of course. I am Abraxas! You'll never see me fail! Not in this life OR the next!"
:: Prometheus
:: "So, what are you doing here?" Prometheus relaxes a bit, letting go some of his tension.
:: Abraxas
:: "Ah, I'd almost forgotten! I'm here to stop Siklos."
:: Prometheus
:: "Siklos? The mighty Cyclops? Aha! More power to you! Off with you, then! Don't involve ME in these affairs of yours!"
Aelius' Temple 	<Moonlight Maiden> Serena 	
:Wrath of the Goddess
:: Agamemnon
:: "You know, now that I'm here, I can't help but think of Aelius's sister. He's quite, erm, close with her, yes? In fact, usually, in situations like this—..." Agamemnon is cut off before he can even finish his sentence.
:: Serena
:: "Who would dare pick on my poor, darling little brother?!" The entire room seems to quake with the power of a voice from above.
:: Agamemnon
:: "M-m-my goddess! Please understand! It's not what it looks like, truly! Oh, dear! Oh, DEAR! Master Abraxas, please! You must do something!"	
:Wrath of the Goddess
:: Agamemnon
:: "You know, now that I'm here, I can't help but think of Aelius's sister. He's quite, erm, close with her, yes? In fact, usually, in situations like this—..." Agamemnon is cut off before he can even finish his sentence.
:: Serena
:: "Who would dare pick on my poor, darling little brother?!" The entire room seems to quake with the power of a voice from above.
:: Agamemnon
:: "M-m-my goddess! Please understand! It's not what it looks like, truly! Oh, dear! Oh, DEAR! Master Abraxas, please! You must do something!"	
:Wrath of the Goddess
:: Agamemnon
:: "You know, now that I'm here, I can't help but think of Aelius's sister. He's quite, erm, close with her, yes? In fact, usually, in situations like this—..." Agamemnon is cut off before he can even finish his sentence.
:: Serena
:: "Who would dare pick on my poor, darling little brother?!" The entire room seems to quake with the power of a voice from above.
:: Agamemnon
:: "M-m-my goddess! Please understand! It's not what it looks like, truly! Oh, dear! Oh, DEAR! Master Abraxas, please! You must do something!"
:Guardian of the Moon
:: Abraxas
:: "Aha! If it isn't the always pleasurable Serena! It's been some time, has it not? You're looking as energetic as ever!"
:: Serena
:: "What? Abraxas?! Aren't you a sight for sore eyes! But what are you doing helping out scum like this, huh?" Serena raises a brow at Abraxas's questionable company.
:: Abraxas
:: "Perish the thought! While it's true this bag of skin of bones may look like a miserable cretin, he's none other than the King of Troy himself! Ah, do stop beating him, would you? I'm afraid he'll grow even more intolerable..."
:: Serena
:: "Are you quite sure? I won't be taken for a fool, Abraxas!" Serena stops mid-bludgeon and eyes Agamemnon surreptitiously.
:: Agamemnon
:: "D-do I truly look like such a miserable worm in the eyes of you gods and goddesses?" Agamemnon's face falls, making him look even more pathetic underneath the bumps and bruises.
:: Abraxas
:: "At any rate, what are you doing here, Serena? You should be getting your beauty sleep now, no?" Abraxas quickly attempts to change the subject.
:: Serena
:: "That's what I WAS doing, until I felt the strangest presence mucking about my brother's temple! I hurried here as fast as I could. He DOES so need someone looking after him, you know."
:: "Then again, Aelius always tells me he doesn't neeeeed my help! That I'll get dark rings under my eyes if I don't sleep! WELL! I'll tell you this right now—I have NO problems with dark rings! You hear me? NO problems!"
:: "That's why I hide away here... in secret... always there to protect my darling baby brother from devilish cretins like YOU!" Serena props her hands on her hips with a proud thrust of her chest.
:: "Now that I know some dastardly crooks have stolen my little Aelius's apple, I'll have to DEAL with them! Ohoho! Could you please inform him that I've... ahem... gone back to sleep?" She laughs with a little wink, then quickly dashes off without so much as another word.	
:Guardian of the Moon
:: Abraxas
:: "Aha! If it isn't the always pleasurable Serena! It's been some time, has it not? You're looking as energetic as ever!"
:: Serena
:: "What? Abraxas?! Aren't you a sight for sore eyes! But what are you doing helping out scum like this, huh?" Serena raises a brow at Abraxas's questionable company.
:: Abraxas
:: "Perish the thought! While it's true this bag of skin of bones may look like a miserable cretin, he's none other than the King of Troy himself! Ah, do stop beating him, would you? I'm afraid he'll grow even more intolerable..."
:: Serena
:: "Are you quite sure? I won't be taken for a fool, Abraxas!" Serena stops mid-bludgeon and eyes Agamemnon surreptitiously.
:: Agamemnon
:: "D-do I truly look like such a miserable worm in the eyes of you gods and goddesses?" Agamemnon's face falls, making him look even more pathetic underneath the bumps and bruises.
:: Abraxas
:: "At any rate, what are you doing here, Serena? You should be getting your beauty sleep now, no?" Abraxas quickly attempts to change the subject.
:: Serena
:: "That's what I WAS doing, until I felt the strangest presence mucking about my brother's temple! I hurried here as fast as I could. He DOES so need someone looking after him, you know."
:: "Then again, Aelius always tells me he doesn't neeeeed my help! That I'll get dark rings under my eyes if I don't sleep! WELL! I'll tell you this right now—I have NO problems with dark rings! You hear me? NO problems!"
:: "That's why I hide away here... in secret... always there to protect my darling baby brother from devilish cretins like YOU!" Serena props her hands on her hips with a proud thrust of her chest.
:: "Now that I know some dastardly crooks have stolen my little Aelius's apple, I'll have to DEAL with them! Ohoho! Could you please inform him that I've... ahem... gone back to sleep?" She laughs with a little wink, then quickly dashes off without so much as another word.	
:Guardian of the Moon
:: Abraxas
:: "Aha! If it isn't the always pleasurable Serena! It's been some time, has it not? You're looking as energetic as ever!"
:: Serena
:: "What? Abraxas?! Aren't you a sight for sore eyes! But what are you doing helping out scum like this, huh?" Serena raises a brow at Abraxas's questionable company.
:: Abraxas
:: "Perish the thought! While it's true this bag of skin of bones may look like a miserable cretin, he's none other than the King of Troy himself! Ah, do stop beating him, would you? I'm afraid he'll grow even more intolerable..."
:: Serena
:: "Are you quite sure? I won't be taken for a fool, Abraxas!" Serena stops mid-bludgeon and eyes Agamemnon surreptitiously.
:: Agamemnon
:: "D-do I truly look like such a miserable worm in the eyes of you gods and goddesses?" Agamemnon's face falls, making him look even more pathetic underneath the bumps and bruises.
:: Abraxas
:: "At any rate, what are you doing here, Serena? You should be getting your beauty sleep now, no?" Abraxas quickly attempts to change the subject.
:: Serena
:: "That's what I WAS doing, until I felt the strangest presence mucking about my brother's temple! I hurried here as fast as I could. He DOES so need someone looking after him, you know."
:: "Then again, Aelius always tells me he doesn't neeeeed my help! That I'll get dark rings under my eyes if I don't sleep! WELL! I'll tell you this right now—I have NO problems with dark rings! You hear me? NO problems!"
:: "That's why I hide away here... in secret... always there to protect my darling baby brother from devilish cretins like YOU!" Serena props her hands on her hips with a proud thrust of her chest.
:: "Now that I know some dastardly crooks have stolen my little Aelius's apple, I'll have to DEAL with them! Ohoho! Could you please inform him that I've... ahem... gone back to sleep?" She laughs with a little wink, then quickly dashes off without so much as another word.
Poison Marsh 	<Miasmic Serpent> Quelkulan 	
:Wrong Place, Wrong Time
:: Gigas
:: "I've got this weird feeling, a feeling of something crawling down my spine! Don't tell me... SNAKES!"
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me!" The Quelkulan's voice hisses from the depths of the cave.
:: Gigas
:: "Oh, wow, it's really a snake, and it's ugly as hell!" Gigas spits out in disgust.
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me! I'll jusssst have to teach you a lessssssson!"
:: Gigas
:: "I hear you, ugly serpent, but writhe in anger all you want. It won't help you when my fist is around your skull!"
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me! You sssssilly ssssslimebag! You will ssssssuffer for your inssssolenccce!" The Quelkulan hisses angrily.	
:Wrong Place, Wrong Time
:: Gigas
:: "I've got this weird feeling, a feeling of something crawling down my spine! Don't tell me... SNAKES!"
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me!" The Quelkulan's voice hisses from the depths of the cave.
:: Gigas
:: "Oh, wow, it's really a snake, and it's ugly as hell!" Gigas spits out in disgust.
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me! I'll jusssst have to teach you a lessssssson!"
:: Gigas
:: "I hear you, ugly serpent, but writhe in anger all you want. It won't help you when my fist is around your skull!"
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me! You sssssilly ssssslimebag! You will ssssssuffer for your inssssolenccce!" The Quelkulan hisses angrily.	
:Wrong Place, Wrong Time
:: Gigas
:: "I've got this weird feeling, a feeling of something crawling down my spine! Don't tell me... SNAKES!"
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me!" The Quelkulan's voice hisses from the depths of the cave.
:: Gigas
:: "Oh, wow, it's really a snake, and it's ugly as hell!" Gigas spits out in disgust.
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me! I'll jusssst have to teach you a lessssssson!"
:: Gigas
:: "I hear you, ugly serpent, but writhe in anger all you want. It won't help you when my fist is around your skull!"
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me! You sssssilly ssssslimebag! You will ssssssuffer for your inssssolenccce!" The Quelkulan hisses angrily.
:The Conflict Begins
:: Gigas
:: "Well, trouble finds us again..."
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me! What manner of perssssson would come to thisssss placcccce?"
:: Gigas
:: "You mean you don't know who I am? HA! I am none other than the mighty Gigas! The most powerful. And I don't have time to play snakes and ladders!" Gigas shouts firmly.
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me! You take that back, you insssssenssssitive-" The Quelkulan fumes.	
:The Conflict Begins
:: Gigas
:: "Well, trouble finds us again..."
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me! What manner of perssssson would come to thisssss placcccce?"
:: Gigas
:: "You mean you don't know who I am? HA! I am none other than the mighty Gigas! The most powerful. And I don't have time to play snakes and ladders!" Gigas shouts firmly.
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me! You take that back, you insssssenssssitive-" The Quelkulan fumes.	
:The Conflict Begins
:: Gigas
:: "Well, trouble finds us again..."
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me! What manner of perssssson would come to thisssss placcccce?"
:: Gigas
:: "You mean you don't know who I am? HA! I am none other than the mighty Gigas! The most powerful. And I don't have time to play snakes and ladders!" Gigas shouts firmly.
:: Quelkulan
:: "Ssssssniveling ingrate! You ssssstand no chance againssst me! You take that back, you insssssenssssitive-" The Quelkulan fumes.
Knossos Labyrinth 	<Blazing Justice> Kaiser Zeta	
:Hidden Danger
:: Agamemnon
:: "Who would build this stupid labyrinth in the first place?! I can't even begin to wrap my head around the reasoning..." Agamemnon grumbles under his breath.
:: Abraxas
:: "Mind your language, Agamemnon..." Abraxas says, turning to his companion.
:: Kaiser Zeta
:: "Beep! Keywords detected. Switching to System Mode. Anyone who criticizes the creator is my enemy. Order: Exterminate." Kaiser Zeta's voice suddenly sounds from behind Agamemnon.
:: Agamemnon
:: "Oh, NOW what?!" Looking at the enraged Kaiser Zeta, Agamemnon groans and hangs his head.	
:Hidden Danger
:: Agamemnon
:: "Who would build this stupid labyrinth in the first place?! I can't even begin to wrap my head around the reasoning..." Agamemnon grumbles under his breath.
:: Abraxas
:: "Mind your language, Agamemnon..." Abraxas says, turning to his companion.
:: Kaiser Zeta
:: "Beep! Keywords detected. Switching to System Mode. Anyone who criticizes the creator is my enemy. Order: Exterminate." Kaiser Zeta's voice suddenly sounds from behind Agamemnon.
:: Agamemnon
:: "Oh, NOW what?!" Looking at the enraged Kaiser Zeta, Agamemnon groans and hangs his head.	
:Hidden Danger
:: Agamemnon
:: "Who would build this stupid labyrinth in the first place?! I can't even begin to wrap my head around the reasoning..." Agamemnon grumbles under his breath.
:: Abraxas
:: "Mind your language, Agamemnon..." Abraxas says, turning to his companion.
:: Kaiser Zeta
:: "Beep! Keywords detected. Switching to System Mode. Anyone who criticizes the creator is my enemy. Order: Exterminate." Kaiser Zeta's voice suddenly sounds from behind Agamemnon.
:: Agamemnon
:: "Oh, NOW what?!" Looking at the enraged Kaiser Zeta, Agamemnon groans and hangs his head.
:Blazing Justice
:: Abraxas
:: "Hey! You, over there! Kaiser Zeta!" Surprisingly, Abraxas manages to draw Kaiser Zeta's attention away from Agamemnon.
:: Kaiser Zeta
:: "Oh? Oh, it's Abraxas! You have no business here!" Kaiser Zeta says, switching his system back to passive mode. From the tone of his voice, he clearly was not expecting guests, least of all those two.
:: Agamemnon
:: "Master Abraxas, not again..." Agamemnon says quietly.
:: Abraxas
:: "HaHA! Well, you see. Here's what happened? we were just paying a little visit to the labyrinth, as we're often wont to do, and we happened to run into you! Haha!" Abraxas quickly changes the subject.
:: Kaiser Zeta
:: "I see! I'm here because Bahadur wants to renovate this place. You know how it goes."
:: "Let's end the conversation here for now, shall we? I really need to get back to my inspection. Feel free to have a look around!" Kaiser Zeta says with a wave before quickly departing.
:: Abraxas
:: "…"
:: Agamemnon
:: "Master Abraxas, can we leave this place?"	
:Blazing Justice
:: Abraxas
:: "Hey! You, over there! Kaiser Zeta!" Surprisingly, Abraxas manages to draw Kaiser Zeta's attention away from Agamemnon.
:: Kaiser Zeta
:: "Oh? Oh, it's Abraxas! You have no business here!" Kaiser Zeta says, switching his system back to passive mode. From the tone of his voice, he clearly was not expecting guests, least of all those two.
:: Agamemnon
:: "Master Abraxas, not again..." Agamemnon says quietly.
:: Abraxas
:: "HaHA! Well, you see. Here's what happened? we were just paying a little visit to the labyrinth, as we're often wont to do, and we happened to run into you! Haha!" Abraxas quickly changes the subject.
:: Kaiser Zeta
:: "I see! I'm here because Bahadur wants to renovate this place. You know how it goes."
:: "Let's end the conversation here for now, shall we? I really need to get back to my inspection. Feel free to have a look around!" Kaiser Zeta says with a wave before quickly departing.
:: Abraxas
:: "…"
:: Agamemnon
:: "Master Abraxas, can we leave this place?"	
:Blazing Justice
:: Abraxas
:: "Hey! You, over there! Kaiser Zeta!" Surprisingly, Abraxas manages to draw Kaiser Zeta's attention away from Agamemnon.
:: Kaiser Zeta
:: "Oh? Oh, it's Abraxas! You have no business here!" Kaiser Zeta says, switching his system back to passive mode. From the tone of his voice, he clearly was not expecting guests, least of all those two.
:: Agamemnon
:: "Master Abraxas, not again..." Agamemnon says quietly.
:: Abraxas
:: "HaHA! Well, you see. Here's what happened? we were just paying a little visit to the labyrinth, as we're often wont to do, and we happened to run into you! Haha!" Abraxas quickly changes the subject.
:: Kaiser Zeta
:: "I see! I'm here because Bahadur wants to renovate this place. You know how it goes."
:: "Let's end the conversation here for now, shall we? I really need to get back to my inspection. Feel free to have a look around!" Kaiser Zeta says with a wave before quickly departing.
:: Abraxas
:: "…"
:: Agamemnon
:: "Master Abraxas, can we leave this place?"
Whirlpool 	<Cliff Monster> Scylla 	
:Siren Song
:: Gigas
:: "Something about this place feels... off. I'll have to keep one eye over my shoulder..."
:: Scylla
:: "Hungry... so... hungry... need... to eat... consume... devour... You... will be my prey..." A deep voice, hard and cold as the ageless stones, rings out from the depths of the sea. Then, from the inky blackness, a terrifying monster rises, turning its hungry maw towards Gigas.
:: Gigas
:: "So, YOU are the man-eater of the sea! Scylla, scourge of the deep! I'll make you regret the day you were spawned!" Gigas raises a defiant fist and waves it at the creature. A battle of epic proportions is about to unfold!	
:Siren Song
:: Gigas
:: "Something about this place feels... off. I'll have to keep one eye over my shoulder..."
:: Scylla
:: "Hungry... so... hungry... need... to eat... consume... devour... You... will be my prey..." A deep voice, hard and cold as the ageless stones, rings out from the depths of the sea. Then, from the inky blackness, a terrifying monster rises, turning its hungry maw towards Gigas.
:: Gigas
:: "So, YOU are the man-eater of the sea! Scylla, scourge of the deep! I'll make you regret the day you were spawned!" Gigas raises a defiant fist and waves it at the creature. A battle of epic proportions is about to unfold!	
:Siren Song
:: Gigas
:: "Something about this place feels... off. I'll have to keep one eye over my shoulder..."
:: Scylla
:: "Hungry... so... hungry... need... to eat... consume... devour... You... will be my prey..." A deep voice, hard and cold as the ageless stones, rings out from the depths of the sea. Then, from the inky blackness, a terrifying monster rises, turning its hungry maw towards Gigas.
:: Gigas
:: "So, YOU are the man-eater of the sea! Scylla, scourge of the deep! I'll make you regret the day you were spawned!" Gigas raises a defiant fist and waves it at the creature. A battle of epic proportions is about to unfold!
:Hidden Dangers
:: Gigas
:: "I... underestimated that monster's strength... I didn't think it would be able to overpower me through brute force alone... I was... too naive, it seems."
:: "But still... how could it be more mighty than me? It's impossible! Be gone, demon!"
:: Scylla
:: "This... cannot be... I need... to eat more... flesh of man..." Just as Gigas is about to deal the coup de grace and end Scylla's reign of terror, a massive wave crashes upon them, interrupting the blow. Scylla, seizing the opportunity, escapes into the swirling surf.
:: Gigas
:: "Gah! Blasted sea! It's no place for a true battle!"	
:Hidden Dangers
:: Gigas
:: "I... underestimated that monster's strength... I didn't think it would be able to overpower me through brute force alone... I was... too naive, it seems."
:: "But still... how could it be more mighty than me? It's impossible! Be gone, demon!"
:: Scylla
:: "This... cannot be... I need... to eat more... flesh of man..." Just as Gigas is about to deal the coup de grace and end Scylla's reign of terror, a massive wave crashes upon them, interrupting the blow. Scylla, seizing the opportunity, escapes into the swirling surf.
:: Gigas
:: "Gah! Blasted sea! It's no place for a true battle!"	
:Hidden Dangers
:: Gigas
:: "I... underestimated that monster's strength... I didn't think it would be able to overpower me through brute force alone... I was... too naive, it seems."
:: "But still... how could it be more mighty than me? It's impossible! Be gone, demon!"
:: Scylla
:: "This... cannot be... I need... to eat more... flesh of man..." Just as Gigas is about to deal the coup de grace and end Scylla's reign of terror, a massive wave crashes upon them, interrupting the blow. Scylla, seizing the opportunity, escapes into the swirling surf.
:: Gigas
:: "Gah! Blasted sea! It's no place for a true battle!"
Siren Song 	<Gorgon> Medusa 	
:Medusa
:: Gigas
:: "That sound... What is it? A voice? It almost sounds like snakes. Dozens of snakes! I've got a very bad feeling about this..."
:: Medusa
:: "Revenge... All I want is revenge... I'll find the person who did this to me and tear him limb from limb!" Medusa snarls, her hair—a thick mop of living snakes—hissing in agreement. Each slender reptile lets out its call, filling the air with palpable dread.
:: Gigas
:: "Another monster?! You're the most hideous one yet! I guess I'll just have to do away with you as well!"	
:Medusa
:: Gigas
:: "That sound... What is it? A voice? It almost sounds like snakes. Dozens of snakes! I've got a very bad feeling about this..."
:: Medusa
:: "Revenge... All I want is revenge... I'll find the person who did this to me and tear him limb from limb!" Medusa snarls, her hair—a thick mop of living snakes—hissing in agreement. Each slender reptile lets out its call, filling the air with palpable dread.
:: Gigas
:: "Another monster?! You're the most hideous one yet! I guess I'll just have to do away with you as well!"	
:Medusa
:: Gigas
:: "That sound... What is it? A voice? It almost sounds like snakes. Dozens of snakes! I've got a very bad feeling about this..."
:: Medusa
:: "Revenge... All I want is revenge... I'll find the person who did this to me and tear him limb from limb!" Medusa snarls, her hair—a thick mop of living snakes—hissing in agreement. Each slender reptile lets out its call, filling the air with palpable dread.
:: Gigas
:: "Another monster?! You're the most hideous one yet! I guess I'll just have to do away with you as well!"
:Scattered Monsters
:: Gigas
:: "I can't let this creature live. If I do, she'll kill every innocent person who crosses her path. The camp will just have to wait!"
:: Medusa
:: "N-No! Please! I-I don't want to die!" A shrill, half-mad scream splits the air, and a thick cloud of poisonous mist descends upon Gigas, obscuring his vision.
:: Gigas
:: "That woman... Dirty tricks! Nothing but dirty tricks! She won't be so lucky next time!" Gigas yells.	
:Scattered Monsters
:: Gigas
:: "I can't let this creature live. If I do, she'll kill every innocent person who crosses her path. The camp will just have to wait!"
:: Medusa
:: "N-No! Please! I-I don't want to die!" A shrill, half-mad scream splits the air, and a thick cloud of poisonous mist descends upon Gigas, obscuring his vision.
:: Gigas
:: "That woman... Dirty tricks! Nothing but dirty tricks! She won't be so lucky next time!" Gigas yells.	
:Scattered Monsters
:: Gigas
:: "I can't let this creature live. If I do, she'll kill every innocent person who crosses her path. The camp will just have to wait!"
:: Medusa
:: "N-No! Please! I-I don't want to die!" A shrill, half-mad scream splits the air, and a thick cloud of poisonous mist descends upon Gigas, obscuring his vision.
:: Gigas
:: "That woman... Dirty tricks! Nothing but dirty tricks! She won't be so lucky next time!" Gigas yells.
Warrior's Camp 	<Nova Warrior> Abraxas 	
:An Invincible God
:: Gigas
:: "It's been far too long, my friend. Are you here for Troy as well?"
:: Abraxas
:: "Of course! But we'll worry about that later. We have some catching up to do, and what better way to catch up than with a good fight Let's see if you've gone soft without me around.?"
:: Gigas
:: "Alright, little one. Let's see if you've gotten any better. Gimme your best shot!"	
:An Invincible God
:: Gigas
:: "It's been far too long, my friend. Are you here for Troy as well?"
:: Abraxas
:: "Of course! But we'll worry about that later. We have some catching up to do, and what better way to catch up than with a good fight Let's see if you've gone soft without me around.?"
:: Gigas
:: "Alright, little one. Let's see if you've gotten any better. Gimme your best shot!"	
:An Invincible God
:: Gigas
:: "It's been far too long, my friend. Are you here for Troy as well?"
:: Abraxas
:: "Of course! But we'll worry about that later. We have some catching up to do, and what better way to catch up than with a good fight Let's see if you've gone soft without me around.?"
:: Gigas
:: "Alright, little one. Let's see if you've gotten any better. Gimme your best shot!"
:Fight Another Day
:: Gigas
:: Both fighters give it their all, holding nothing back. It's too close to call. Just when one man thinks he has the advantage, the other swoops in with surprising ferocity. Before long, they completely lose track of time.
:: Abraxas
:: "As fun as this is, it's been going on too long. I need to make my move now." Abraxas says to himself, dodging a flurry of blows.
:: Gigas
:: "What's the matter? Why are you stopping? Don't tell me you're winded already? I thought you might be rusty, but this is unforgiveable." Gigas sighs.
:: Abraxas
:: "It's not that I'm tired, Gigas. It's just that I have something else I need to attend to, and it won't wait while we have our fun."
:: "We'll just have to postpone the match for a little while. Be warned, though. Next time, there won't be anything to distract me." Abraxas turns on his heels and trots off.	
:Fight Another Day
:: Gigas
:: Both fighters give it their all, holding nothing back. It's too close to call. Just when one man thinks he has the advantage, the other swoops in with surprising ferocity. Before long, they completely lose track of time.
:: Abraxas
:: "As fun as this is, it's been going on too long. I need to make my move now." Abraxas says to himself, dodging a flurry of blows.
:: Gigas
:: "What's the matter? Why are you stopping? Don't tell me you're winded already? I thought you might be rusty, but this is unforgiveable." Gigas sighs.
:: Abraxas
:: "It's not that I'm tired, Gigas. It's just that I have something else I need to attend to, and it won't wait while we have our fun."
:: "We'll just have to postpone the match for a little while. Be warned, though. Next time, there won't be anything to distract me." Abraxas turns on his heels and trots off.	
:Fight Another Day
:: Gigas
:: Both fighters give it their all, holding nothing back. It's too close to call. Just when one man thinks he has the advantage, the other swoops in with surprising ferocity. Before long, they completely lose track of time.
:: Abraxas
:: "As fun as this is, it's been going on too long. I need to make my move now." Abraxas says to himself, dodging a flurry of blows.
:: Gigas
:: "What's the matter? Why are you stopping? Don't tell me you're winded already? I thought you might be rusty, but this is unforgiveable." Gigas sighs.
:: Abraxas
:: "It's not that I'm tired, Gigas. It's just that I have something else I need to attend to, and it won't wait while we have our fun."
:: "We'll just have to postpone the match for a little while. Be warned, though. Next time, there won't be anything to distract me." Abraxas turns on his heels and trots off.
The City of Troy 	<Goddess of War> Astraea 	
:Goddess of War
:: Abraxas
:: "Hey, look at that woman up ahead... Does she look familiar to you? What do you think, Gigas?"
:: Gigas
:: "I see what you mean... Isn't that Astraea? Why is she here?"
:: Astraea
:: "Why are both of you..." Astraea says as the two men approach her.
:: Abraxas
:: "Astraea. Aren't you here for the golden apple—" Before Abraxas can finish his sentence, Astraea lunges at him with her shield and lance.
:: Astraea
:: "Don't think that will work on me! I'm not about to fall for some stupid trick!"	
:Goddess of War
:: Abraxas
:: "Hey, look at that woman up ahead... Does she look familiar to you? What do you think, Gigas?"
:: Gigas
:: "I see what you mean... Isn't that Astraea? Why is she here?"
:: Astraea
:: "Why are both of you..." Astraea says as the two men approach her.
:: Abraxas
:: "Astraea. Aren't you here for the golden apple—" Before Abraxas can finish his sentence, Astraea lunges at him with her shield and lance.
:: Astraea
:: "Don't think that will work on me! I'm not about to fall for some stupid trick!"	
:Goddess of War
:: Abraxas
:: "Hey, look at that woman up ahead... Does she look familiar to you? What do you think, Gigas?"
:: Gigas
:: "I see what you mean... Isn't that Astraea? Why is she here?"
:: Astraea
:: "Why are both of you..." Astraea says as the two men approach her.
:: Abraxas
:: "Astraea. Aren't you here for the golden apple—" Before Abraxas can finish his sentence, Astraea lunges at him with her shield and lance.
:: Astraea
:: "Don't think that will work on me! I'm not about to fall for some stupid trick!"
:A Serendipitous Meeting
:: Abraxas
:: "Calm down, Astraea! Don't you recognize this handsome face? How could you forget?"
:: Astraea
:: "You're nothing but phantoms. You'll never stop my attack!" Judging by her frosty response, it seems that there has been some kind of grave misunderstanding.
:: Abraxas
:: "Phantom? How could I be a phantom? I'm far too dashing. How could you say such a thing? You'll going to break a lot of hearts if you go around telling people I'm dead."
:: Astraea
:: "Empty, self-aggrandizing words... You must be Abraxas. I apologize. I mistook you for someone else." Astraea says, putting her shield and lance aside.
:: "Ever since I entered the city of Troy, I've been battling scores of phantoms. Perhaps the golden apple has something to do with it. Are you and Gigas here for the apple as well?"
:: Abraxas
:: "Yes. It was Agamemnon, the King of Troy, who requested our aid. Being the selfless and benevolent man that I am, I could hardly refuse his pleas."
:: Gigas
:: "Do you know where the apple came from, Astraea?" Gigas interrupts, apparently having had enough of Abraxas's self-flattery. Abraxas scowls at being cut off.
:: Astraea
:: "I'm sorry, I'm not sure about that, either. I'm here under orders from the Father of the Gods to bring the apple back. It's too dangerous to leave in the realm of mortals."
:: Abraxas
:: "In that case, let's split up and keep looking. I'll let you know if I find anything."
:: Astraea
:: "An excellent proposal. You carry on, and I'll continue the search here."	
:A Serendipitous Meeting
:: Abraxas
:: "Calm down, Astraea! Don't you recognize this handsome face? How could you forget?"
:: Astraea
:: "You're nothing but phantoms. You'll never stop my attack!" Judging by her frosty response, it seems that there has been some kind of grave misunderstanding.
:: Abraxas
:: "Phantom? How could I be a phantom? I'm far too dashing. How could you say such a thing? You'll going to break a lot of hearts if you go around telling people I'm dead."
:: Astraea
:: "Empty, self-aggrandizing words... You must be Abraxas. I apologize. I mistook you for someone else." Astraea says, putting her shield and lance aside.
:: "Ever since I entered the city of Troy, I've been battling scores of phantoms. Perhaps the golden apple has something to do with it. Are you and Gigas here for the apple as well?"
:: Abraxas
:: "Yes. It was Agamemnon, the King of Troy, who requested our aid. Being the selfless and benevolent man that I am, I could hardly refuse his pleas."
:: Gigas
:: "Do you know where the apple came from, Astraea?" Gigas interrupts, apparently having had enough of Abraxas's self-flattery. Abraxas scowls at being cut off.
:: Astraea
:: "I'm sorry, I'm not sure about that, either. I'm here under orders from the Father of the Gods to bring the apple back. It's too dangerous to leave in the realm of mortals."
:: Abraxas
:: "In that case, let's split up and keep looking. I'll let you know if I find anything."
:: Astraea
:: "An excellent proposal. You carry on, and I'll continue the search here."	
:A Serendipitous Meeting
:: Abraxas
:: "Calm down, Astraea! Don't you recognize this handsome face? How could you forget?"
:: Astraea
:: "You're nothing but phantoms. You'll never stop my attack!" Judging by her frosty response, it seems that there has been some kind of grave misunderstanding.
:: Abraxas
:: "Phantom? How could I be a phantom? I'm far too dashing. How could you say such a thing? You'll going to break a lot of hearts if you go around telling people I'm dead."
:: Astraea
:: "Empty, self-aggrandizing words... You must be Abraxas. I apologize. I mistook you for someone else." Astraea says, putting her shield and lance aside.
:: "Ever since I entered the city of Troy, I've been battling scores of phantoms. Perhaps the golden apple has something to do with it. Are you and Gigas here for the apple as well?"
:: Abraxas
:: "Yes. It was Agamemnon, the King of Troy, who requested our aid. Being the selfless and benevolent man that I am, I could hardly refuse his pleas."
:: Gigas
:: "Do you know where the apple came from, Astraea?" Gigas interrupts, apparently having had enough of Abraxas's self-flattery. Abraxas scowls at being cut off.
:: Astraea
:: "I'm sorry, I'm not sure about that, either. I'm here under orders from the Father of the Gods to bring the apple back. It's too dangerous to leave in the realm of mortals."
:: Abraxas
:: "In that case, let's split up and keep looking. I'll let you know if I find anything."
:: Astraea
:: "An excellent proposal. You carry on, and I'll continue the search here."
==Chapter 2: The Maiden's Journey==
Checkpoint 	Elite Boss 	
Lion Kingdom 	<Daring Dragon> Grimm 	
:Daring Dragon
:: Vermilion
:: Near the front of the road, a young dragon blocks the way.
:: Grimm
:: "Wa-ZOW! Could all of you just hold on for a second?"
:: Vermilion
:: "I can sense... the Power of Gaia... all around you! That means that you and I... we're the same!" Vermilion stares wide-eyed at the young dragon, whose wings are folded neatly across its back.
:: Grimm
:: "We very well could be! I'm Zhulong! That was some fight back there, huh? I can't help but ask—would you care for a match against me?" Grimm seems to be requesting a friendly fight.
:: Vermilion
:: "Sure! I'm ready - let's go!"	
:Daring Dragon
:: Vermilion
:: Near the front of the road, a young dragon blocks the way.
:: Grimm
:: "Wa-ZOW! Could all of you just hold on for a second?"
:: Vermilion
:: "I can sense... the Power of Gaia... all around you! That means that you and I... we're the same!" Vermilion stares wide-eyed at the young dragon, whose wings are folded neatly across its back.
:: Grimm
:: "We very well could be! I'm Zhulong! That was some fight back there, huh? I can't help but ask—would you care for a match against me?" Grimm seems to be requesting a friendly fight.
:: Vermilion
:: "Sure! I'm ready - let's go!"	
:Daring Dragon
:: Vermilion
:: Near the front of the road, a young dragon blocks the way.
:: Grimm
:: "Wa-ZOW! Could all of you just hold on for a second?"
:: Vermilion
:: "I can sense... the Power of Gaia... all around you! That means that you and I... we're the same!" Vermilion stares wide-eyed at the young dragon, whose wings are folded neatly across its back.
:: Grimm
:: "We very well could be! I'm Zhulong! That was some fight back there, huh? I can't help but ask—would you care for a match against me?" Grimm seems to be requesting a friendly fight.
:: Vermilion
:: "Sure! I'm ready - let's go!"
:A Gripping Competition
:: Vermilion
:: "Woah... Grimm... you fight very well! And never in my life have I seen someone fighting with... fire!"
:: Grimm
:: "Haha! I haven't either! Ku-ZOW! That was exhilarating, wasn't it? A most excellent fight. I do hope we can do this again sometime!"	
:A Gripping Competition
:: Vermilion
:: "Woah... Grimm... you fight very well! And never in my life have I seen someone fighting with... fire!"
:: Grimm
:: "Haha! I haven't either! Ku-ZOW! That was exhilarating, wasn't it? A most excellent fight. I do hope we can do this again sometime!"	
:A Gripping Competition
:: Vermilion
:: "Woah... Grimm... you fight very well! And never in my life have I seen someone fighting with... fire!"
:: Grimm
:: "Haha! I haven't either! Ku-ZOW! That was exhilarating, wasn't it? A most excellent fight. I do hope we can do this again sometime!"
War God Altar 	<Venomous Deluge> Ferido 	
:Draconic Attack
:: Villager
:: "Everyone, listen to me! Ferido the dragon is on the move! And he's nearing our village! I-... I think he's going to attack!"
:: Village Chief
:: "What?! But the ceremony! It's held but once every hundred years! We cannot let this dragon ruin it! We just join forces if we're to stand a chance at driving away this fiend!"
:: Ferido
:: Roaring ferociously, the dragon speeds toward the village, preparing for its ruthless attack.
:: Vermilion
:: "I want to help! These villagers are my new friends! I refuse to let them get hurt!"	
:Draconic Attack
:: Villager
:: "Everyone, listen to me! Ferido the dragon is on the move! And he's nearing our village! I-... I think he's going to attack!"
:: Village Chief
:: "What?! But the ceremony! It's held but once every hundred years! We cannot let this dragon ruin it! We just join forces if we're to stand a chance at driving away this fiend!"
:: Ferido
:: Roaring ferociously, the dragon speeds toward the village, preparing for its ruthless attack.
:: Vermilion
:: "I want to help! These villagers are my new friends! I refuse to let them get hurt!"	
:Draconic Attack
:: Villager
:: "Everyone, listen to me! Ferido the dragon is on the move! And he's nearing our village! I-... I think he's going to attack!"
:: Village Chief
:: "What?! But the ceremony! It's held but once every hundred years! We cannot let this dragon ruin it! We just join forces if we're to stand a chance at driving away this fiend!"
:: Ferido
:: Roaring ferociously, the dragon speeds toward the village, preparing for its ruthless attack.
:: Vermilion
:: "I want to help! These villagers are my new friends! I refuse to let them get hurt!"
:War God's Test
:: Vermilion
:: "At least the dragon has fled, and we are unharmed for now! However, there is every chance that it may return..."
:: Village Chief
:: "Oh, I believe you are quite right about that! This dragon will almost certainly try again. It may make a different approach, as well. We will need to defeat it several times before it gives up its deadly mission, I'm afraid. Without a doubt, this is a challenge set for us by the War God - all praise his great name. We must continue to work together if we are to pass this test."
:: "Always remember this: to survive in this world, you must have courage and fight with all of your heart. That's it! You see? That's the spirit! We have defeated it once again!" With victory in their grasp, the Village Chief breaks into a small dance and laughs with relief and joy.	
:War God's Test
:: Vermilion
:: "At least the dragon has fled, and we are unharmed for now! However, there is every chance that it may return..."
:: Village Chief
:: "Oh, I believe you are quite right about that! This dragon will almost certainly try again. It may make a different approach, as well. We will need to defeat it several times before it gives up its deadly mission, I'm afraid. Without a doubt, this is a challenge set for us by the War God - all praise his great name. We must continue to work together if we are to pass this test."
:: "Always remember this: to survive in this world, you must have courage and fight with all of your heart. That's it! You see? That's the spirit! We have defeated it once again!" With victory in their grasp, the Village Chief breaks into a small dance and laughs with relief and joy.	
:War God's Test
:: Vermilion
:: "At least the dragon has fled, and we are unharmed for now! However, there is every chance that it may return..."
:: Village Chief
:: "Oh, I believe you are quite right about that! This dragon will almost certainly try again. It may make a different approach, as well. We will need to defeat it several times before it gives up its deadly mission, I'm afraid. Without a doubt, this is a challenge set for us by the War God - all praise his great name. We must continue to work together if we are to pass this test."
:: "Always remember this: to survive in this world, you must have courage and fight with all of your heart. That's it! You see? That's the spirit! We have defeated it once again!" With victory in their grasp, the Village Chief breaks into a small dance and laughs with relief and joy.
Bodhi Forest 	<Blazing Falcon> Gadeo 	
:King of the Forest
:: Vermilion
:: "I spy trouble patrolling the skies..." As Vermilion speaks, a harsh wind begins to blow.
:: The Eagle King
:: A massive eagle descends, landing just in front of them and forcefully flapping its powerful wings in their faces.
:: Rama
:: "I-I think it's trying to keep us from passing through! Perhaps we're trespassing on its territory...?" As Rama pauses in his attempt to analyze the situation, however, the giant bird launches a sudden attack.
:: Rama
:: "Careful! I think we might have provoked it!"	
:King of the Forest
:: Vermilion
:: "I spy trouble patrolling the skies..." As Vermilion speaks, a harsh wind begins to blow.
:: The Eagle King
:: A massive eagle descends, landing just in front of them and forcefully flapping its powerful wings in their faces.
:: Rama
:: "I-I think it's trying to keep us from passing through! Perhaps we're trespassing on its territory...?" As Rama pauses in his attempt to analyze the situation, however, the giant bird launches a sudden attack.
:: Rama
:: "Careful! I think we might have provoked it!"	
:King of the Forest
:: Vermilion
:: "I spy trouble patrolling the skies..." As Vermilion speaks, a harsh wind begins to blow.
:: The Eagle King
:: A massive eagle descends, landing just in front of them and forcefully flapping its powerful wings in their faces.
:: Rama
:: "I-I think it's trying to keep us from passing through! Perhaps we're trespassing on its territory...?" As Rama pauses in his attempt to analyze the situation, however, the giant bird launches a sudden attack.
:: Rama
:: "Careful! I think we might have provoked it!"
:The Eagle King
:: Vermilion
:: "Please, stop! It was not our intention to intrude..." After defeating the enormous bird of prey, Vermilion tries her hand at soothing communication.
:: The Eagle King
:: "You aren't... you aren't servants of the Demon King?" The eagle calms down enough to observe them more closely.
:: Vermilion
:: "No, of course not! We're just the opposite. We are chasing him, actually!"
:: The Eagle King
:: "Oh, I see. Well, I'm truly sorry for attacking you, then... Ever since the Demon King's cronies started razing my forest to the ground, I've been doing all that I can to chase them out. I thought you might be more of his lackeys, see."
:: "I wish I could speak more with you and make amends for my hostile behavior, but there's no time—I must hurry to save the other animals in my beloved forest. I do hope we meet again. Go through this forest with my blessing." With these words, the eagle king soars up into the sky and flies off into the horizon.	
:The Eagle King
:: Vermilion
:: "Please, stop! It was not our intention to intrude..." After defeating the enormous bird of prey, Vermilion tries her hand at soothing communication.
:: The Eagle King
:: "You aren't... you aren't servants of the Demon King?" The eagle calms down enough to observe them more closely.
:: Vermilion
:: "No, of course not! We're just the opposite. We are chasing him, actually!"
:: The Eagle King
:: "Oh, I see. Well, I'm truly sorry for attacking you, then... Ever since the Demon King's cronies started razing my forest to the ground, I've been doing all that I can to chase them out. I thought you might be more of his lackeys, see."
:: "I wish I could speak more with you and make amends for my hostile behavior, but there's no time—I must hurry to save the other animals in my beloved forest. I do hope we meet again. Go through this forest with my blessing." With these words, the eagle king soars up into the sky and flies off into the horizon.	
:The Eagle King
:: Vermilion
:: "Please, stop! It was not our intention to intrude..." After defeating the enormous bird of prey, Vermilion tries her hand at soothing communication.
:: The Eagle King
:: "You aren't... you aren't servants of the Demon King?" The eagle calms down enough to observe them more closely.
:: Vermilion
:: "No, of course not! We're just the opposite. We are chasing him, actually!"
:: The Eagle King
:: "Oh, I see. Well, I'm truly sorry for attacking you, then... Ever since the Demon King's cronies started razing my forest to the ground, I've been doing all that I can to chase them out. I thought you might be more of his lackeys, see."
:: "I wish I could speak more with you and make amends for my hostile behavior, but there's no time—I must hurry to save the other animals in my beloved forest. I do hope we meet again. Go through this forest with my blessing." With these words, the eagle king soars up into the sky and flies off into the horizon.
Bridge over the Ganges	<Luminous Beauty> Diao Chan 	
:The Mysterious Lady
:: Vermilion
:: "Oh! A lady of tremendous beauty is standing not too far ahead of us... Why, I can sense the energy of Gaia radiating around her!" As Vermilion studies the mysterious woman from afar, she suddenly begins to make her way toward them.
:: Diao Chan
:: "Hello there. My name is Diao Chan. Diao Chan is traveling in search of her master, a devout disciple in the ways of the old world. Who might you be?"
:: Vermilion
:: "I am Vermilion... The winged creature by my side is my illustrious master and teacher... And together, we are traveling on a mission to save the world!"
:: Diao Chan
:: "How fascinating... Well, I hope I'm not being too presumptuous, but I have a request—a small favor to ask of you, if you will..."
:: Vermilion
:: "What is it that you need? I'm always very willing to help, if it's within my capacity to do so!"
:: Diao Chan
:: "Let us do battle, you and I. And if I win, I shall request an item as a reward for my victory."
:: Vermilion
:: "Well... I wasn't expecting you to request a fight, but I shall try my best, since it's what you desire..." Vermilion nods in agreement and prepares to fight.	
:The Mysterious Lady
:: Vermilion
:: "Oh! A lady of tremendous beauty is standing not too far ahead of us... Why, I can sense the energy of Gaia radiating around her!" As Vermilion studies the mysterious woman from afar, she suddenly begins to make her way toward them.
:: Diao Chan
:: "Hello there. My name is Diao Chan. Diao Chan is traveling in search of her master, a devout disciple in the ways of the old world. Who might you be?"
:: Vermilion
:: "I am Vermilion... The winged creature by my side is my illustrious master and teacher... And together, we are traveling on a mission to save the world!"
:: Diao Chan
:: "How fascinating... Well, I hope I'm not being too presumptuous, but I have a request—a small favor to ask of you, if you will..."
:: Vermilion
:: "What is it that you need? I'm always very willing to help, if it's within my capacity to do so!"
:: Diao Chan
:: "Let us do battle, you and I. And if I win, I shall request an item as a reward for my victory."
:: Vermilion
:: "Well... I wasn't expecting you to request a fight, but I shall try my best, since it's what you desire..." Vermilion nods in agreement and prepares to fight.	
:The Mysterious Lady
:: Vermilion
:: "Oh! A lady of tremendous beauty is standing not too far ahead of us... Why, I can sense the energy of Gaia radiating around her!" As Vermilion studies the mysterious woman from afar, she suddenly begins to make her way toward them.
:: Diao Chan
:: "Hello there. My name is Diao Chan. Diao Chan is traveling in search of her master, a devout disciple in the ways of the old world. Who might you be?"
:: Vermilion
:: "I am Vermilion... The winged creature by my side is my illustrious master and teacher... And together, we are traveling on a mission to save the world!"
:: Diao Chan
:: "How fascinating... Well, I hope I'm not being too presumptuous, but I have a request—a small favor to ask of you, if you will..."
:: Vermilion
:: "What is it that you need? I'm always very willing to help, if it's within my capacity to do so!"
:: Diao Chan
:: "Let us do battle, you and I. And if I win, I shall request an item as a reward for my victory."
:: Vermilion
:: "Well... I wasn't expecting you to request a fight, but I shall try my best, since it's what you desire..." Vermilion nods in agreement and prepares to fight.
:Luminous Beauty
:: Master of Southern Star
:: "Well... Looks like the battle is a draw. Little one, what did you learn from this fight?" Southern Star offers his feedback on the match.
:: Diao Chan
:: "What a pity... I could certainly have used that reward..." Diao Chan rubs her injuries ruefully.
:: Vermilion
:: "Diao Chan... Can I ask... What is it that you would have requested, had you won the match?" Vermilion looks at Diao Chan with a curious expression.
:: Diao Chan
:: "Haha... What - are you implying that you'd be willing to give it to me freely? You're a sweet little thing, aren't you!" Upon hearing Vermilion's earnest question, Diao Chan covers her mouth and giggles into her hand.
:: "In truth, I'm thoroughly captivated by your dazzling feather costume, but I doubt you'd be willing to give it up so easily... It looks very precious to you."
:: Vermilion
:: "My outfit of feathers?! Oh no, no, no... this item is very dear to me... I couldn't possibly give it up! I can't imagine being without it."
:: Diao Chan
:: "Haha... I guessed as much. I understand. Hopefully, our paths will cross again some day. This is where I take my leave of you. Farewell... for now!"	
:Luminous Beauty
:: Master of Southern Star
:: "Well... Looks like the battle is a draw. Little one, what did you learn from this fight?" Southern Star offers his feedback on the match.
:: Diao Chan
:: "What a pity... I could certainly have used that reward..." Diao Chan rubs her injuries ruefully.
:: Vermilion
:: "Diao Chan... Can I ask... What is it that you would have requested, had you won the match?" Vermilion looks at Diao Chan with a curious expression.
:: Diao Chan
:: "Haha... What - are you implying that you'd be willing to give it to me freely? You're a sweet little thing, aren't you!" Upon hearing Vermilion's earnest question, Diao Chan covers her mouth and giggles into her hand.
:: "In truth, I'm thoroughly captivated by your dazzling feather costume, but I doubt you'd be willing to give it up so easily... It looks very precious to you."
:: Vermilion
:: "My outfit of feathers?! Oh no, no, no... this item is very dear to me... I couldn't possibly give it up! I can't imagine being without it."
:: Diao Chan
:: "Haha... I guessed as much. I understand. Hopefully, our paths will cross again some day. This is where I take my leave of you. Farewell... for now!"	
:Luminous Beauty
:: Master of Southern Star
:: "Well... Looks like the battle is a draw. Little one, what did you learn from this fight?" Southern Star offers his feedback on the match.
:: Diao Chan
:: "What a pity... I could certainly have used that reward..." Diao Chan rubs her injuries ruefully.
:: Vermilion
:: "Diao Chan... Can I ask... What is it that you would have requested, had you won the match?" Vermilion looks at Diao Chan with a curious expression.
:: Diao Chan
:: "Haha... What - are you implying that you'd be willing to give it to me freely? You're a sweet little thing, aren't you!" Upon hearing Vermilion's earnest question, Diao Chan covers her mouth and giggles into her hand.
:: "In truth, I'm thoroughly captivated by your dazzling feather costume, but I doubt you'd be willing to give it up so easily... It looks very precious to you."
:: Vermilion
:: "My outfit of feathers?! Oh no, no, no... this item is very dear to me... I couldn't possibly give it up! I can't imagine being without it."
:: Diao Chan
:: "Haha... I guessed as much. I understand. Hopefully, our paths will cross again some day. This is where I take my leave of you. Farewell... for now!"
Kurukshetra Prairie 	<Stormbringer> Vayu 	
:Stormbringer
:: Vermilion
:: "Wait... what is that smell? The scent is familiar... almost like Master's - " Before Vermilion can finish her theory, however, a loud, resonating voice interrupts.
:: Vayu
:: "Why, I'll be! Is that Southern Star? My eyes deceive me! How is he still able to fly at this age?" Vayu emerges, seemingly out of nowhere, and heartily greets Southern Star and Vermilion.
:: Southern Star
:: "My age? My age?! What about your age, you stubborn old fossil? I see you're still hobbling around... Don't you fear for your blood pressure?"
:: Vayu
:: "Ha! I see nothing's changed, you cantankerous antique! Never mind that - let's have a look at young Vermilion here - she seems to have grown up quite a bit! You look very promising indeed, young lady!"
:: Southern Star
:: "But of course. Let's not forget who her teacher is, after all." Southern Star reminds his peer, not without a touch of arrogance.
:: Vayu
:: "Well, from what I can see, it's because she's very gifted. I am not sure it has anything to do with you, you old bird!"
:: Southern Star
:: "Always have to stir the pot, don't you! Stop chattering nonsense. I have no time for your shenanigans today. But, since you're here - a rare occurrence, might I add - why don't you practice with my pupil a bit?"
:: Vayu
:: "A fine idea! Let's see how much she has improved since our last session."	
:Stormbringer
:: Vermilion
:: "Wait... what is that smell? The scent is familiar... almost like Master's - " Before Vermilion can finish her theory, however, a loud, resonating voice interrupts.
:: Vayu
:: "Why, I'll be! Is that Southern Star? My eyes deceive me! How is he still able to fly at this age?" Vayu emerges, seemingly out of nowhere, and heartily greets Southern Star and Vermilion.
:: Southern Star
:: "My age? My age?! What about your age, you stubborn old fossil? I see you're still hobbling around... Don't you fear for your blood pressure?"
:: Vayu
:: "Ha! I see nothing's changed, you cantankerous antique! Never mind that - let's have a look at young Vermilion here - she seems to have grown up quite a bit! You look very promising indeed, young lady!"
:: Southern Star
:: "But of course. Let's not forget who her teacher is, after all." Southern Star reminds his peer, not without a touch of arrogance.
:: Vayu
:: "Well, from what I can see, it's because she's very gifted. I am not sure it has anything to do with you, you old bird!"
:: Southern Star
:: "Always have to stir the pot, don't you! Stop chattering nonsense. I have no time for your shenanigans today. But, since you're here - a rare occurrence, might I add - why don't you practice with my pupil a bit?"
:: Vayu
:: "A fine idea! Let's see how much she has improved since our last session."	
:Stormbringer
:: Vermilion
:: "Wait... what is that smell? The scent is familiar... almost like Master's - " Before Vermilion can finish her theory, however, a loud, resonating voice interrupts.
:: Vayu
:: "Why, I'll be! Is that Southern Star? My eyes deceive me! How is he still able to fly at this age?" Vayu emerges, seemingly out of nowhere, and heartily greets Southern Star and Vermilion.
:: Southern Star
:: "My age? My age?! What about your age, you stubborn old fossil? I see you're still hobbling around... Don't you fear for your blood pressure?"
:: Vayu
:: "Ha! I see nothing's changed, you cantankerous antique! Never mind that - let's have a look at young Vermilion here - she seems to have grown up quite a bit! You look very promising indeed, young lady!"
:: Southern Star
:: "But of course. Let's not forget who her teacher is, after all." Southern Star reminds his peer, not without a touch of arrogance.
:: Vayu
:: "Well, from what I can see, it's because she's very gifted. I am not sure it has anything to do with you, you old bird!"
:: Southern Star
:: "Always have to stir the pot, don't you! Stop chattering nonsense. I have no time for your shenanigans today. But, since you're here - a rare occurrence, might I add - why don't you practice with my pupil a bit?"
:: Vayu
:: "A fine idea! Let's see how much she has improved since our last session."
:An Old Friend
:: Vermilion
:: "Thank you, Master Vayu, for this lesson. Vermilion bows her head, politely thanking Vayu for the lesson."
:: Southern Star
:: "So, how did it go? Did she run you all around the board like the doddering heap of bones you are?" Southern Star can't help but smile smugly.
:: Vayu
:: "Indeed, she has improved in leaps and bounds! But it's clearly all due to her hard work, so why are you so proud? And you are no spring chicken, by the way!" Vayu laughs contemptuously, as he always does with Southern Star.
:: Southern Star
:: "Ah yes, well, I should have expected such a reaction from you, you pighead. Eagles don't catch flies, as they say; I won't concern myself with your petty grunting." In a rare moment of self-control, Southern Star chooses not to begin another quarrel with Vayu.
:: Vayu
:: "Ha! Your temper is as foul as ever. Lucky for me, you're letting this one go... but it's all very amusing, you must admit!"
:: "I say, is that the time? My cue to depart, then... I nearly forgot that I have several duties to attend to elsewhere. Let's play chess again sometime, eh?" With a cheeky 'goodbye', Vayu takes his leave.	
:An Old Friend
:: Vermilion
:: "Thank you, Master Vayu, for this lesson. Vermilion bows her head, politely thanking Vayu for the lesson."
:: Southern Star
:: "So, how did it go? Did she run you all around the board like the doddering heap of bones you are?" Southern Star can't help but smile smugly.
:: Vayu
:: "Indeed, she has improved in leaps and bounds! But it's clearly all due to her hard work, so why are you so proud? And you are no spring chicken, by the way!" Vayu laughs contemptuously, as he always does with Southern Star.
:: Southern Star
:: "Ah yes, well, I should have expected such a reaction from you, you pighead. Eagles don't catch flies, as they say; I won't concern myself with your petty grunting." In a rare moment of self-control, Southern Star chooses not to begin another quarrel with Vayu.
:: Vayu
:: "Ha! Your temper is as foul as ever. Lucky for me, you're letting this one go... but it's all very amusing, you must admit!"
:: "I say, is that the time? My cue to depart, then... I nearly forgot that I have several duties to attend to elsewhere. Let's play chess again sometime, eh?" With a cheeky 'goodbye', Vayu takes his leave.	
:An Old Friend
:: Vermilion
:: "Thank you, Master Vayu, for this lesson. Vermilion bows her head, politely thanking Vayu for the lesson."
:: Southern Star
:: "So, how did it go? Did she run you all around the board like the doddering heap of bones you are?" Southern Star can't help but smile smugly.
:: Vayu
:: "Indeed, she has improved in leaps and bounds! But it's clearly all due to her hard work, so why are you so proud? And you are no spring chicken, by the way!" Vayu laughs contemptuously, as he always does with Southern Star.
:: Southern Star
:: "Ah yes, well, I should have expected such a reaction from you, you pighead. Eagles don't catch flies, as they say; I won't concern myself with your petty grunting." In a rare moment of self-control, Southern Star chooses not to begin another quarrel with Vayu.
:: Vayu
:: "Ha! Your temper is as foul as ever. Lucky for me, you're letting this one go... but it's all very amusing, you must admit!"
:: "I say, is that the time? My cue to depart, then... I nearly forgot that I have several duties to attend to elsewhere. Let's play chess again sometime, eh?" With a cheeky 'goodbye', Vayu takes his leave.
The Snowy Peak 	<Empress of Torment> Bel-Chandra	
:Empress of Torment
:: Vermilion
:: "I believe I see... dancers! Up ahead! I do like to dance, myself! I wonder if they would let me join in..."
:: Southern Star
:: "No, no, no, little one! We have our mission! Besides... That shadowy figure on the far side looks disturbingly like Bel-Chandra, and I have neither the energy nor the desire to deal with that dingbat this evening..."
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Well, well, well... Tell me that's not Southern Star himself! You do remember our little Tavanda issue, yes? We have yet to settle the score! And yet you are still brave enough to show your face to me this night? Looks like roast bird is on the menu for this evening, folks!"
:: Vermilion
:: "Don't worry, Master! I will protect you from this strange, dancing lady. I refuse to let her roast you, broil you, bake you, or whatever else she might try!"
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Ho! It seems you have found a clever little student to be your shadow... Let's put your little chickadee to the test, shall we?"	
:Empress of Torment
:: Vermilion
:: "I believe I see... dancers! Up ahead! I do like to dance, myself! I wonder if they would let me join in..."
:: Southern Star
:: "No, no, no, little one! We have our mission! Besides... That shadowy figure on the far side looks disturbingly like Bel-Chandra, and I have neither the energy nor the desire to deal with that dingbat this evening..."
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Well, well, well... Tell me that's not Southern Star himself! You do remember our little Tavanda issue, yes? We have yet to settle the score! And yet you are still brave enough to show your face to me this night? Looks like roast bird is on the menu for this evening, folks!"
:: Vermilion
:: "Don't worry, Master! I will protect you from this strange, dancing lady. I refuse to let her roast you, broil you, bake you, or whatever else she might try!"
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Ho! It seems you have found a clever little student to be your shadow... Let's put your little chickadee to the test, shall we?"	
:Empress of Torment
:: Vermilion
:: "I believe I see... dancers! Up ahead! I do like to dance, myself! I wonder if they would let me join in..."
:: Southern Star
:: "No, no, no, little one! We have our mission! Besides... That shadowy figure on the far side looks disturbingly like Bel-Chandra, and I have neither the energy nor the desire to deal with that dingbat this evening..."
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Well, well, well... Tell me that's not Southern Star himself! You do remember our little Tavanda issue, yes? We have yet to settle the score! And yet you are still brave enough to show your face to me this night? Looks like roast bird is on the menu for this evening, folks!"
:: Vermilion
:: "Don't worry, Master! I will protect you from this strange, dancing lady. I refuse to let her roast you, broil you, bake you, or whatever else she might try!"
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Ho! It seems you have found a clever little student to be your shadow... Let's put your little chickadee to the test, shall we?"
:The Limitations of Names
:: Vermilion
:: "I am not a little chickadee! And I won't let you hurt Master." Vermilion declares defiantly.
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Foolish, she may be, but you can't say she's not loyal! Tell me, chickadee - now don't take offense, chickadees tend to be quite cute, you know - what did you think of my dancing? Give me your honest opinion, pet."
:: Vermilion
:: "Well... I... Oh, I cannot lie - I thought it was the most marvelous dancing I have ever seen! Your movements were so fluid and full of emotion! I wanted to join in..." Vermilion waxes lyrical about Bel-Chandra's dancing, her eyes shining in admiration.
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Well, well! For your pupil's sake, Southern Star, I shall let you walk away this time... On one condition: from now on, she has to refer to me as her older sister."
:: Vermilion
:: "Erm... Yes... Older sister..." Vermilion hesitates, but eventually, she decides to do as Bel-Chandra demands.
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Excellent. If you don't want to see your beloved master served up on platter garnished with roast potatoes and stuffing, I suggest that you always address me in this way. Ta ta for now, my darlings!" Bel-Chandra turns on her heels and dances away, cackling with amused delight.	
:The Limitations of Names
:: Vermilion
:: "I am not a little chickadee! And I won't let you hurt Master." Vermilion declares defiantly.
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Foolish, she may be, but you can't say she's not loyal! Tell me, chickadee - now don't take offense, chickadees tend to be quite cute, you know - what did you think of my dancing? Give me your honest opinion, pet."
:: Vermilion
:: "Well... I... Oh, I cannot lie - I thought it was the most marvelous dancing I have ever seen! Your movements were so fluid and full of emotion! I wanted to join in..." Vermilion waxes lyrical about Bel-Chandra's dancing, her eyes shining in admiration.
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Well, well! For your pupil's sake, Southern Star, I shall let you walk away this time... On one condition: from now on, she has to refer to me as her older sister."
:: Vermilion
:: "Erm... Yes... Older sister..." Vermilion hesitates, but eventually, she decides to do as Bel-Chandra demands.
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Excellent. If you don't want to see your beloved master served up on platter garnished with roast potatoes and stuffing, I suggest that you always address me in this way. Ta ta for now, my darlings!" Bel-Chandra turns on her heels and dances away, cackling with amused delight.	
:The Limitations of Names
:: Vermilion
:: "I am not a little chickadee! And I won't let you hurt Master." Vermilion declares defiantly.
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Foolish, she may be, but you can't say she's not loyal! Tell me, chickadee - now don't take offense, chickadees tend to be quite cute, you know - what did you think of my dancing? Give me your honest opinion, pet."
:: Vermilion
:: "Well... I... Oh, I cannot lie - I thought it was the most marvelous dancing I have ever seen! Your movements were so fluid and full of emotion! I wanted to join in..." Vermilion waxes lyrical about Bel-Chandra's dancing, her eyes shining in admiration.
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Well, well! For your pupil's sake, Southern Star, I shall let you walk away this time... On one condition: from now on, she has to refer to me as her older sister."
:: Vermilion
:: "Erm... Yes... Older sister..." Vermilion hesitates, but eventually, she decides to do as Bel-Chandra demands.
:: Bel-Chandra
:: "Excellent. If you don't want to see your beloved master served up on platter garnished with roast potatoes and stuffing, I suggest that you always address me in this way. Ta ta for now, my darlings!" Bel-Chandra turns on her heels and dances away, cackling with amused delight.
Indra Palace 	<Emerald Tempest> Yarnaros 	
:Emerald Tempest
:: Vermilion
:: "How curious! Friends, I sense the power of the Cube of Gaia somewhere nearby..." Vermilion suggests they look for the source of the power. Just as she prepares to perform a tracking exercise, a powerful voice booms into her ears, making her jump in surprise.
:: Yarnaros
:: "Well! If it isn't Vermilion and Southern Star... Well met, indeed! Why are you here? Ah, never mind that. It's been a long time, hasn't it? This calls for a fight!"
:: Vermilion
:: "You want to fight right now? Well, I will not back down, if we are to have a match..."
:: Yarnaros
:: "Wonderful! Because neither will I!"	
:Emerald Tempest
:: Vermilion
:: "How curious! Friends, I sense the power of the Cube of Gaia somewhere nearby..." Vermilion suggests they look for the source of the power. Just as she prepares to perform a tracking exercise, a powerful voice booms into her ears, making her jump in surprise.
:: Yarnaros
:: "Well! If it isn't Vermilion and Southern Star... Well met, indeed! Why are you here? Ah, never mind that. It's been a long time, hasn't it? This calls for a fight!"
:: Vermilion
:: "You want to fight right now? Well, I will not back down, if we are to have a match..."
:: Yarnaros
:: "Wonderful! Because neither will I!"	
:Emerald Tempest
:: Vermilion
:: "How curious! Friends, I sense the power of the Cube of Gaia somewhere nearby..." Vermilion suggests they look for the source of the power. Just as she prepares to perform a tracking exercise, a powerful voice booms into her ears, making her jump in surprise.
:: Yarnaros
:: "Well! If it isn't Vermilion and Southern Star... Well met, indeed! Why are you here? Ah, never mind that. It's been a long time, hasn't it? This calls for a fight!"
:: Vermilion
:: "You want to fight right now? Well, I will not back down, if we are to have a match..."
:: Yarnaros
:: "Wonderful! Because neither will I!"
:Till We Meet Again
:: Vermilion
:: "Yarnaros, you have much improved! I will keep battling, though - I know that I must not lose! I must finish this... There are lives that need saving..."
:: Yarnaros
:: "You have certainly grown up, lass! Or, like we say, you have spread your wings and learned how to fly... Isn't that so?"
:: Vermilion
:: "I thank you, but I am not ready to leave my master! He still has much to teach me, and I have so much more to learn!"
:: Yarnaros
:: "I am only teasing, ducky egg. If you have some time to spare when we next meet, let's go for a little fly around! I can show off my new skill - wind control! It certainly gets the adrenaline going!"
:: Vermilion
:: "That sounds very exciting, but I will only do it if Master says that it is okay."
:: Yarnaros
:: "Splendid stuff. I suppose I must be going now... So long! Until we meet again!"	
:Till We Meet Again
:: Vermilion
:: "Yarnaros, you have much improved! I will keep battling, though - I know that I must not lose! I must finish this... There are lives that need saving..."
:: Yarnaros
:: "You have certainly grown up, lass! Or, like we say, you have spread your wings and learned how to fly... Isn't that so?"
:: Vermilion
:: "I thank you, but I am not ready to leave my master! He still has much to teach me, and I have so much more to learn!"
:: Yarnaros
:: "I am only teasing, ducky egg. If you have some time to spare when we next meet, let's go for a little fly around! I can show off my new skill - wind control! It certainly gets the adrenaline going!"
:: Vermilion
:: "That sounds very exciting, but I will only do it if Master says that it is okay."
:: Yarnaros
:: "Splendid stuff. I suppose I must be going now... So long! Until we meet again!"	
:Till We Meet Again
:: Vermilion
:: "Yarnaros, you have much improved! I will keep battling, though - I know that I must not lose! I must finish this... There are lives that need saving..."
:: Yarnaros
:: "You have certainly grown up, lass! Or, like we say, you have spread your wings and learned how to fly... Isn't that so?"
:: Vermilion
:: "I thank you, but I am not ready to leave my master! He still has much to teach me, and I have so much more to learn!"
:: Yarnaros
:: "I am only teasing, ducky egg. If you have some time to spare when we next meet, let's go for a little fly around! I can show off my new skill - wind control! It certainly gets the adrenaline going!"
:: Vermilion
:: "That sounds very exciting, but I will only do it if Master says that it is okay."
:: Yarnaros
:: "Splendid stuff. I suppose I must be going now... So long! Until we meet again!"
Shangri-La 	<Seat of Judgment> Nalani 	
:Seat of Judgment
:: Vermilion
:: "How funny! That person up ahead looks just like Nalani. Wait... that IS Nalani! What is he doing here, I wonder?" Vermilion is very surprised at the sight of her old friend in this place.
:: Nalani
:: "......" Upon hearing Vermilion's voice behind him, Nalani turns and strides toward her without uttering a single word.
:: Vermilion
:: "Nalani! Is everything alright? You look rather strange... Are you ill?"
:: Nalani
:: Before Vermilion can assess the situation, Nalani suddenly launches an aggressive attack.
:: Vermilion
:: "Nalani, stop! What are you doing? You don't mean this!" Vermilion dodges Nalani's blow just in time, still stuttering in surprise.
:: Southern Star
:: "Don't just stand there, you foolish girl! Fight back!"	
:Seat of Judgment
:: Vermilion
:: "How funny! That person up ahead looks just like Nalani. Wait... that IS Nalani! What is he doing here, I wonder?" Vermilion is very surprised at the sight of her old friend in this place.
:: Nalani
:: "......" Upon hearing Vermilion's voice behind him, Nalani turns and strides toward her without uttering a single word.
:: Vermilion
:: "Nalani! Is everything alright? You look rather strange... Are you ill?"
:: Nalani
:: Before Vermilion can assess the situation, Nalani suddenly launches an aggressive attack.
:: Vermilion
:: "Nalani, stop! What are you doing? You don't mean this!" Vermilion dodges Nalani's blow just in time, still stuttering in surprise.
:: Southern Star
:: "Don't just stand there, you foolish girl! Fight back!"	
:Seat of Judgment
:: Vermilion
:: "How funny! That person up ahead looks just like Nalani. Wait... that IS Nalani! What is he doing here, I wonder?" Vermilion is very surprised at the sight of her old friend in this place.
:: Nalani
:: "......" Upon hearing Vermilion's voice behind him, Nalani turns and strides toward her without uttering a single word.
:: Vermilion
:: "Nalani! Is everything alright? You look rather strange... Are you ill?"
:: Nalani
:: Before Vermilion can assess the situation, Nalani suddenly launches an aggressive attack.
:: Vermilion
:: "Nalani, stop! What are you doing? You don't mean this!" Vermilion dodges Nalani's blow just in time, still stuttering in surprise.
:: Southern Star
:: "Don't just stand there, you foolish girl! Fight back!"
:The Phantom
:: Vermilion
:: While locked in a fierce fight with Vermilion, Nalani suddenly vanishes on the spot.
:: Vermilion
:: "But... but why did he disappear?" Vermilion regards her surroundings suspiciously, half-expecting Nalani to jump suddenly out of the shadows.
:: Southern Star
:: "It must have been yet another illusion! It revealed something very important, though—you have difficulty fighting your friends. You must realize that it is sometimes necessary to do so. Bear that in mind as you train next time."
:: Vermilion
:: "I will learn from this, Master..."	
:The Phantom
:: Vermilion
:: While locked in a fierce fight with Vermilion, Nalani suddenly vanishes on the spot.
:: Vermilion
:: "But... but why did he disappear?" Vermilion regards her surroundings suspiciously, half-expecting Nalani to jump suddenly out of the shadows.
:: Southern Star
:: "It must have been yet another illusion! It revealed something very important, though—you have difficulty fighting your friends. You must realize that it is sometimes necessary to do so. Bear that in mind as you train next time."
:: Vermilion
:: "I will learn from this, Master..."	
:The Phantom
:: Vermilion
:: While locked in a fierce fight with Vermilion, Nalani suddenly vanishes on the spot.
:: Vermilion
:: "But... but why did he disappear?" Vermilion regards her surroundings suspiciously, half-expecting Nalani to jump suddenly out of the shadows.
:: Southern Star
:: "It must have been yet another illusion! It revealed something very important, though—you have difficulty fighting your friends. You must realize that it is sometimes necessary to do so. Bear that in mind as you train next time."
:: Vermilion
:: "I will learn from this, Master..."
==Chapter 3: Vile Temptations==
Checkpoint 	Elite Boss 	
The Great Pyramid 	<Feline Emperor> Tigerius Caesar 	
:General's Splendor
:: Faust
:: "Eh? What manner of creature..." Faust stops abruptly, and stares ahead, dumbfounded. "I've come across many monsters in this desert, but certainly none like you..."
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: The tiger pads toward him, the tip of its tail swishing back and forth. It seems to pulse with a special kind of energy. Its eyes have an intelligence that is almost human... It opens its mouth as if to roar, but instead it speaks! "What have we here? What could a traveler like yourself be doing in this godforsaken place?"
:: Faust
:: "Mrrp!" Faust tries to speak but instead emits a sound like a mouse that's just seen a cat... a very large cat. The tiger, on the other hand, seems completely at ease.
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: "I've come here to visit the queen more times than I can count, but I've never crossed paths with another soul here. And what's that black mist swirling around you?"
:: Faust
:: "Ah, that's not mist, it's just..." Faust begins to explain, then stops himself. The old scholar hesitates, trying to decide on the appropriate next step. In all his years of study, he's never learned whether or not it's considered rude to tell your life story to a tiger you've only just met.
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: "Hmm... Well, this dark energy will not suit our beautiful and noble queen. No, no. Her Majesty will not be pleased, and... What if it hurts somebody? No. I'd better see him off before he causes trouble." Tigerius Caesar speaks to himself as if Faust weren't right there listening. He also hates hearing men speak, but Faust is unaware of this, having just met the tiger.
:: "I'm fighting for Her Majesty, the queen of my hea- I mean, kingdom! And for, er... greater glory! Yes, that's it. For greater glory! It is a great honor to face me. I just thought you should know that before you die." With that, the tiger leaps at Faust, teeth bared.	
:General's Splendor
:: Faust
:: "Eh? What manner of creature..." Faust stops abruptly, and stares ahead, dumbfounded. "I've come across many monsters in this desert, but certainly none like you..."
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: The tiger pads toward him, the tip of its tail swishing back and forth. It seems to pulse with a special kind of energy. Its eyes have an intelligence that is almost human... It opens its mouth as if to roar, but instead it speaks! "What have we here? What could a traveler like yourself be doing in this godforsaken place?"
:: Faust
:: "Mrrp!" Faust tries to speak but instead emits a sound like a mouse that's just seen a cat... a very large cat. The tiger, on the other hand, seems completely at ease.
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: "I've come here to visit the queen more times than I can count, but I've never crossed paths with another soul here. And what's that black mist swirling around you?"
:: Faust
:: "Ah, that's not mist, it's just..." Faust begins to explain, then stops himself. The old scholar hesitates, trying to decide on the appropriate next step. In all his years of study, he's never learned whether or not it's considered rude to tell your life story to a tiger you've only just met.
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: "Hmm... Well, this dark energy will not suit our beautiful and noble queen. No, no. Her Majesty will not be pleased, and... What if it hurts somebody? No. I'd better see him off before he causes trouble." Tigerius Caesar speaks to himself as if Faust weren't right there listening. He also hates hearing men speak, but Faust is unaware of this, having just met the tiger.
:: "I'm fighting for Her Majesty, the queen of my hea- I mean, kingdom! And for, er... greater glory! Yes, that's it. For greater glory! It is a great honor to face me. I just thought you should know that before you die." With that, the tiger leaps at Faust, teeth bared.	
:General's Splendor
:: Faust
:: "Eh? What manner of creature..." Faust stops abruptly, and stares ahead, dumbfounded. "I've come across many monsters in this desert, but certainly none like you..."
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: The tiger pads toward him, the tip of its tail swishing back and forth. It seems to pulse with a special kind of energy. Its eyes have an intelligence that is almost human... It opens its mouth as if to roar, but instead it speaks! "What have we here? What could a traveler like yourself be doing in this godforsaken place?"
:: Faust
:: "Mrrp!" Faust tries to speak but instead emits a sound like a mouse that's just seen a cat... a very large cat. The tiger, on the other hand, seems completely at ease.
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: "I've come here to visit the queen more times than I can count, but I've never crossed paths with another soul here. And what's that black mist swirling around you?"
:: Faust
:: "Ah, that's not mist, it's just..." Faust begins to explain, then stops himself. The old scholar hesitates, trying to decide on the appropriate next step. In all his years of study, he's never learned whether or not it's considered rude to tell your life story to a tiger you've only just met.
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: "Hmm... Well, this dark energy will not suit our beautiful and noble queen. No, no. Her Majesty will not be pleased, and... What if it hurts somebody? No. I'd better see him off before he causes trouble." Tigerius Caesar speaks to himself as if Faust weren't right there listening. He also hates hearing men speak, but Faust is unaware of this, having just met the tiger.
:: "I'm fighting for Her Majesty, the queen of my hea- I mean, kingdom! And for, er... greater glory! Yes, that's it. For greater glory! It is a great honor to face me. I just thought you should know that before you die." With that, the tiger leaps at Faust, teeth bared.
:General's Generosity
:: Faust
:: "No! Stop stop stop! Wait just a minute! Listen to me." At first, Faust has trouble fending off the beastly general, but rather than launching a counterattack, he takes a step backward and tries to explain. Tigerius Caesar realizes that he's being sincere.
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: "What in the world... What manner of being are you? You control the darkness that encircles you... and yet you aren't the source of it."
:: Faust
:: "I am Faust, scholar of the Ivory Tower. I've come... to do some sightseeing! Not to quarrel, especially not with a noble creature such as yourself." Faust explains, mixing sincerity with just the right amount of flattery, deftly side-stepping the original question.
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: "Well... fine. You seem like an upstanding chap, so I'll let you by this once. Remember, I'm letting you win, so don't take it for granted! You should be kissing the ground I stalk on!" Content that he has made his point, Tigerius Caesar makes a grand exit with his head held high.	
:General's Generosity
:: Faust
:: "No! Stop stop stop! Wait just a minute! Listen to me." At first, Faust has trouble fending off the beastly general, but rather than launching a counterattack, he takes a step backward and tries to explain. Tigerius Caesar realizes that he's being sincere.
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: "What in the world... What manner of being are you? You control the darkness that encircles you... and yet you aren't the source of it."
:: Faust
:: "I am Faust, scholar of the Ivory Tower. I've come... to do some sightseeing! Not to quarrel, especially not with a noble creature such as yourself." Faust explains, mixing sincerity with just the right amount of flattery, deftly side-stepping the original question.
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: "Well... fine. You seem like an upstanding chap, so I'll let you by this once. Remember, I'm letting you win, so don't take it for granted! You should be kissing the ground I stalk on!" Content that he has made his point, Tigerius Caesar makes a grand exit with his head held high.	
:General's Generosity
:: Faust
:: "No! Stop stop stop! Wait just a minute! Listen to me." At first, Faust has trouble fending off the beastly general, but rather than launching a counterattack, he takes a step backward and tries to explain. Tigerius Caesar realizes that he's being sincere.
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: "What in the world... What manner of being are you? You control the darkness that encircles you... and yet you aren't the source of it."
:: Faust
:: "I am Faust, scholar of the Ivory Tower. I've come... to do some sightseeing! Not to quarrel, especially not with a noble creature such as yourself." Faust explains, mixing sincerity with just the right amount of flattery, deftly side-stepping the original question.
:: Tigerius Caesar
:: "Well... fine. You seem like an upstanding chap, so I'll let you by this once. Remember, I'm letting you win, so don't take it for granted! You should be kissing the ground I stalk on!" Content that he has made his point, Tigerius Caesar makes a grand exit with his head held high.
The Queen's Oasis 	<Panther Pharaoh> Cleopawtra 	
:We Are Not Amused
:: Cleopawtra
:: "Wait a moment, demon-friend. Pray tell, what brings you to my powerful desert kingdom?" A panther steps lithely in front of Faust, blocking his way.
:: Faust
:: "You must be the queen who rules over this desert kingdom. Tales of your beauty have traveled far and wide, although I must say that they don't do you justice. I am Faust. I am a simple traveler, touring these desert lands in search of..." Faust attempts to explain without drawing too much attention to himself, and it seems to be working, as it is clear that the queen is barely listening.
:: Cleopawtra
:: "Hmm... are you nothing but a traveler with an unfortunate choice of cologne, in the right place at the right time? Or have you come as a spy in the service of my enemies? Do you really expect me to trust you with a story like that, human scum?" She speaks down to Faust like a teacher speaking to a child with chocolate around his mouth, claiming that he hasn't seen her candy jar anywhere. But unlike a teacher, whose sharpest instruments are her pencil and her tongue, Cleopawtra is endowed with twenty claws like knives and a pointy pair of incisors... and it looks like she intends to use them! She leaps at Faust.	
:We Are Not Amused
:: Cleopawtra
:: "Wait a moment, demon-friend. Pray tell, what brings you to my powerful desert kingdom?" A panther steps lithely in front of Faust, blocking his way.
:: Faust
:: "You must be the queen who rules over this desert kingdom. Tales of your beauty have traveled far and wide, although I must say that they don't do you justice. I am Faust. I am a simple traveler, touring these desert lands in search of..." Faust attempts to explain without drawing too much attention to himself, and it seems to be working, as it is clear that the queen is barely listening.
:: Cleopawtra
:: "Hmm... are you nothing but a traveler with an unfortunate choice of cologne, in the right place at the right time? Or have you come as a spy in the service of my enemies? Do you really expect me to trust you with a story like that, human scum?" She speaks down to Faust like a teacher speaking to a child with chocolate around his mouth, claiming that he hasn't seen her candy jar anywhere. But unlike a teacher, whose sharpest instruments are her pencil and her tongue, Cleopawtra is endowed with twenty claws like knives and a pointy pair of incisors... and it looks like she intends to use them! She leaps at Faust.	
:We Are Not Amused
:: Cleopawtra
:: "Wait a moment, demon-friend. Pray tell, what brings you to my powerful desert kingdom?" A panther steps lithely in front of Faust, blocking his way.
:: Faust
:: "You must be the queen who rules over this desert kingdom. Tales of your beauty have traveled far and wide, although I must say that they don't do you justice. I am Faust. I am a simple traveler, touring these desert lands in search of..." Faust attempts to explain without drawing too much attention to himself, and it seems to be working, as it is clear that the queen is barely listening.
:: Cleopawtra
:: "Hmm... are you nothing but a traveler with an unfortunate choice of cologne, in the right place at the right time? Or have you come as a spy in the service of my enemies? Do you really expect me to trust you with a story like that, human scum?" She speaks down to Faust like a teacher speaking to a child with chocolate around his mouth, claiming that he hasn't seen her candy jar anywhere. But unlike a teacher, whose sharpest instruments are her pencil and her tongue, Cleopawtra is endowed with twenty claws like knives and a pointy pair of incisors... and it looks like she intends to use them! She leaps at Faust.
:Queen's Warning
:: Cleopawtra
:: "This power that you wield... It is not the power of the dead." The queen seems both confused and perturbed, muttering to herself. She seems as though she does not know what to do with Faust next—to beat or not to beat?
:: Faust
:: "I am no friend of the army of the dead!" Faust shouts hastily.
:: Cleopawtra
:: "Hmm. Let's say that I believe you... for now. You claim to be a traveler. If this is truly the case, then you should run back to where you came from, for Death looms large here. Leave and never return." Faust opens his mouth to inquire as to her meaning, but she quickly darts away before he can gather his words.
:: Faust
:: "How strange." Judging from his reception, Faust realizes that the conflict is far worse than he had imagined. Still, there was no point in turning back now. He had a mission, and he intended to fulfill it... before it was too late.	
:Queen's Warning
:: Cleopawtra
:: "This power that you wield... It is not the power of the dead." The queen seems both confused and perturbed, muttering to herself. She seems as though she does not know what to do with Faust next—to beat or not to beat?
:: Faust
:: "I am no friend of the army of the dead!" Faust shouts hastily.
:: Cleopawtra
:: "Hmm. Let's say that I believe you... for now. You claim to be a traveler. If this is truly the case, then you should run back to where you came from, for Death looms large here. Leave and never return." Faust opens his mouth to inquire as to her meaning, but she quickly darts away before he can gather his words.
:: Faust
:: "How strange." Judging from his reception, Faust realizes that the conflict is far worse than he had imagined. Still, there was no point in turning back now. He had a mission, and he intended to fulfill it... before it was too late.	
:Queen's Warning
:: Cleopawtra
:: "This power that you wield... It is not the power of the dead." The queen seems both confused and perturbed, muttering to herself. She seems as though she does not know what to do with Faust next—to beat or not to beat?
:: Faust
:: "I am no friend of the army of the dead!" Faust shouts hastily.
:: Cleopawtra
:: "Hmm. Let's say that I believe you... for now. You claim to be a traveler. If this is truly the case, then you should run back to where you came from, for Death looms large here. Leave and never return." Faust opens his mouth to inquire as to her meaning, but she quickly darts away before he can gather his words.
:: Faust
:: "How strange." Judging from his reception, Faust realizes that the conflict is far worse than he had imagined. Still, there was no point in turning back now. He had a mission, and he intended to fulfill it... before it was too late.
The Valley of Gold 	<Flamecaller> Ghodroon 	
:The Dragon's Test
:: Faust
:: "He moves deeper into the valley, where the strange vapors condense into an eerie purplish-blue mist." Before long, Faust can't even see his hand in front of his face, and he begins to grow disoriented.
:: "Ugh... Where am I? Have I moved into a different dimension?" Just as Faust feels his fear mounting, believing that all is lost, he sees a giant shadow sweeping past him through the mist.
:: Ghodroon
:: "Say... what have we here? A sneaky, good-for-nothing thief, come to steal my treasure?" An enormous dragon squints down at Faust, relishing every word.
:: Faust
:: "I... uh... well, you see..." Sensing the unimaginable power of the dragon, Faust freezes in abject terror. Would now be a bad time to ask to see the treasure?
:: Ghodroon
:: "Very well, scholar," it proclaimed, spitting the last word out with barely-veiled disdain. You lack even the courage to admit your purpose here." Ghodroon isn't interested in waiting for an answer. It lunges at Faust, fangs gleaming.	
:The Dragon's Test
:: Faust
:: "He moves deeper into the valley, where the strange vapors condense into an eerie purplish-blue mist." Before long, Faust can't even see his hand in front of his face, and he begins to grow disoriented.
:: "Ugh... Where am I? Have I moved into a different dimension?" Just as Faust feels his fear mounting, believing that all is lost, he sees a giant shadow sweeping past him through the mist.
:: Ghodroon
:: "Say... what have we here? A sneaky, good-for-nothing thief, come to steal my treasure?" An enormous dragon squints down at Faust, relishing every word.
:: Faust
:: "I... uh... well, you see..." Sensing the unimaginable power of the dragon, Faust freezes in abject terror. Would now be a bad time to ask to see the treasure?
:: Ghodroon
:: "Very well, scholar," it proclaimed, spitting the last word out with barely-veiled disdain. You lack even the courage to admit your purpose here." Ghodroon isn't interested in waiting for an answer. It lunges at Faust, fangs gleaming.	
:The Dragon's Test
:: Faust
:: "He moves deeper into the valley, where the strange vapors condense into an eerie purplish-blue mist." Before long, Faust can't even see his hand in front of his face, and he begins to grow disoriented.
:: "Ugh... Where am I? Have I moved into a different dimension?" Just as Faust feels his fear mounting, believing that all is lost, he sees a giant shadow sweeping past him through the mist.
:: Ghodroon
:: "Say... what have we here? A sneaky, good-for-nothing thief, come to steal my treasure?" An enormous dragon squints down at Faust, relishing every word.
:: Faust
:: "I... uh... well, you see..." Sensing the unimaginable power of the dragon, Faust freezes in abject terror. Would now be a bad time to ask to see the treasure?
:: Ghodroon
:: "Very well, scholar," it proclaimed, spitting the last word out with barely-veiled disdain. You lack even the courage to admit your purpose here." Ghodroon isn't interested in waiting for an answer. It lunges at Faust, fangs gleaming.
:The Dragon's Approval
:: Ghodroon
:: "Hahahaha! A human who wields demonic power?! Absolutely delightful!" Sweeping back and forth in front of Faust, Ghodroon draws back. It appears fascinated by Faust.
:: Faust
:: "I'm really not enticed by treasure..." Faust begins to explain another point he's made several times lately, but he knows the dragon cares less about what he has to say than it does about the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow.
:: Ghodroon
:: "Hmm... very well. I'll let you pass. For now. But you'll need to do better than that if you want to find the treasure. I will await you at the horde. I haven't finished with you yet..." Ghodroon gives him a warning glance with a draconian version of a wry smile as it saunters off.
:: Faust
:: The mist quickly disperses, revealing the world behind it. As the fog lifts, so do Faust's spirits. He's on the right track.	
:The Dragon's Approval
:: Ghodroon
:: "Hahahaha! A human who wields demonic power?! Absolutely delightful!" Sweeping back and forth in front of Faust, Ghodroon draws back. It appears fascinated by Faust.
:: Faust
:: "I'm really not enticed by treasure..." Faust begins to explain another point he's made several times lately, but he knows the dragon cares less about what he has to say than it does about the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow.
:: Ghodroon
:: "Hmm... very well. I'll let you pass. For now. But you'll need to do better than that if you want to find the treasure. I will await you at the horde. I haven't finished with you yet..." Ghodroon gives him a warning glance with a draconian version of a wry smile as it saunters off.
:: Faust
:: The mist quickly disperses, revealing the world behind it. As the fog lifts, so do Faust's spirits. He's on the right track.	
:The Dragon's Approval
:: Ghodroon
:: "Hahahaha! A human who wields demonic power?! Absolutely delightful!" Sweeping back and forth in front of Faust, Ghodroon draws back. It appears fascinated by Faust.
:: Faust
:: "I'm really not enticed by treasure..." Faust begins to explain another point he's made several times lately, but he knows the dragon cares less about what he has to say than it does about the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow.
:: Ghodroon
:: "Hmm... very well. I'll let you pass. For now. But you'll need to do better than that if you want to find the treasure. I will await you at the horde. I haven't finished with you yet..." Ghodroon gives him a warning glance with a draconian version of a wry smile as it saunters off.
:: Faust
:: The mist quickly disperses, revealing the world behind it. As the fog lifts, so do Faust's spirits. He's on the right track.
Mausoleum 	<Ancient Sovereign> Nameless Pharaoh	
:The Nameless Pharaoh
:: ???
:: Click click click click click... The passage ahead is suddenly filled with a clinking sound, like someone tapping on metal. The unnatural sound clashes with the foreboding silence of the tomb.
:: Faust
:: "What could- well, hello there!" Faust is trying to decipher what would make such a noise, and is surprised to see figure coming around the corner, dressed up like it's on the way to a burial.
:: ???
:: A rotting mummy stands before him. Its splendid robes have all decayed, but precious metals and stones still hang from its body. A set of golden rings stuck in its eye sockets clink and clatter against each other.
:: Faust
:: Faust surmises from the fine but tattered robe and the gold jewelry that this is a pharaoh, buried in this tomb long ago and awake once again to keep out nosy explorers.
:: Nameless Pharaoh
:: Click... clickclick... clickclickclickclickThe clinking sounds get faster and faster as the nameless pharaoh rushes at Faust angrily.	
:The Nameless Pharaoh
:: ???
:: Click click click click click... The passage ahead is suddenly filled with a clinking sound, like someone tapping on metal. The unnatural sound clashes with the foreboding silence of the tomb.
:: Faust
:: "What could- well, hello there!" Faust is trying to decipher what would make such a noise, and is surprised to see figure coming around the corner, dressed up like it's on the way to a burial.
:: ???
:: A rotting mummy stands before him. Its splendid robes have all decayed, but precious metals and stones still hang from its body. A set of golden rings stuck in its eye sockets clink and clatter against each other.
:: Faust
:: Faust surmises from the fine but tattered robe and the gold jewelry that this is a pharaoh, buried in this tomb long ago and awake once again to keep out nosy explorers.
:: Nameless Pharaoh
:: Click... clickclick... clickclickclickclickThe clinking sounds get faster and faster as the nameless pharaoh rushes at Faust angrily.	
:The Nameless Pharaoh
:: ???
:: Click click click click click... The passage ahead is suddenly filled with a clinking sound, like someone tapping on metal. The unnatural sound clashes with the foreboding silence of the tomb.
:: Faust
:: "What could- well, hello there!" Faust is trying to decipher what would make such a noise, and is surprised to see figure coming around the corner, dressed up like it's on the way to a burial.
:: ???
:: A rotting mummy stands before him. Its splendid robes have all decayed, but precious metals and stones still hang from its body. A set of golden rings stuck in its eye sockets clink and clatter against each other.
:: Faust
:: Faust surmises from the fine but tattered robe and the gold jewelry that this is a pharaoh, buried in this tomb long ago and awake once again to keep out nosy explorers.
:: Nameless Pharaoh
:: Click... clickclick... clickclickclickclickThe clinking sounds get faster and faster as the nameless pharaoh rushes at Faust angrily.
:The Nameless Requiem
:: Faust
:: Faust rips apart the nameless pharaoh, scattering its bones all over the floor of the passageway. He bends down to examine the gold and jewels that had adorned the pharaoh—he feels an intense desolation overtake him. He sighs.
:: "I only hope that finding the source of these deadly vapors brings some peace to the poor souls that lurk here." Faust mumbles to himself quietly as he journeys further into the tomb, alone again.	
:The Nameless Requiem
:: Faust
:: Faust rips apart the nameless pharaoh, scattering its bones all over the floor of the passageway. He bends down to examine the gold and jewels that had adorned the pharaoh—he feels an intense desolation overtake him. He sighs.
:: "I only hope that finding the source of these deadly vapors brings some peace to the poor souls that lurk here." Faust mumbles to himself quietly as he journeys further into the tomb, alone again.	
:The Nameless Requiem
:: Faust
:: Faust rips apart the nameless pharaoh, scattering its bones all over the floor of the passageway. He bends down to examine the gold and jewels that had adorned the pharaoh—he feels an intense desolation overtake him. He sighs.
:: "I only hope that finding the source of these deadly vapors brings some peace to the poor souls that lurk here." Faust mumbles to himself quietly as he journeys further into the tomb, alone again.
Volcanic Ruins 	<Infernal Efreet> Zaahir 	
:The Blazing Beast
:: Faust
:: As he journeys to find the mythical immortal bird, Faust runs into some... friendly fire.
:: Zaahir
:: "Hey dude! Looks like I'm not the only one out in search of my immortal bird bro. It's so weird seeing someone else out here! I mean, we're kind of in the middle of nowhere..." A fiery creature calls to Faust, its blazing arm raised for what would probably be a very painful high five.
:: Faust
:: "Um... Do I know you?" Faust is caught off-guard by this shockingly forward being, blatantly staring at it in disbelief.
:: Zaahir
:: "How's it hangin', buddy? I'm Zaahir, Master of the Infernal Abyss. As you might've guessed, I'm a soul of fire—and check me out! I'm smokin' hot, baby!" With this, Zaahir makes a motion with his hands like he's firing two six-shooters into the air, blowing off the imaginary steam and winking as if that move were still cool.
:: Faust
:: "Oh... oh, of course! I totally see it—pitch-black skin like the aftermath of an inferno, intricate markings that scintillate like sparks, not to mention those brilliant flames and the waves of heat radiating off of you—you're the very incarnation of fire! Dude, you look amaaaazing!" The old scholar easily turns on the charm and flattery, even attempting to add a youthful air to his compliments.
:: Zaahir
:: "Oh, right on, dude! You totally get it! Righteous!" Being made of flames means you basically expect everyone to worship you, so Zaahir doesn't even question Faust's flattery. They smile at each other, enjoying the moment.
:: "Don't you humans say that everything happens for a reason? Like, fate brought us together today, am I right?" Faust looks a bit dubious, but nods in agreement because, again, no one wants to anger a creature that's literally made of fire. "What do you say to a little one-on-one, hmm?" Zaahir sizes up Faust as he says this. "Are you game?"
:: Faust
:: "It would be my honor!" Faust enthusiastically accepts the offer, deciding that his other business can wait.	
:The Blazing Beast
:: Faust
:: As he journeys to find the mythical immortal bird, Faust runs into some... friendly fire.
:: Zaahir
:: "Hey dude! Looks like I'm not the only one out in search of my immortal bird bro. It's so weird seeing someone else out here! I mean, we're kind of in the middle of nowhere..." A fiery creature calls to Faust, its blazing arm raised for what would probably be a very painful high five.
:: Faust
:: "Um... Do I know you?" Faust is caught off-guard by this shockingly forward being, blatantly staring at it in disbelief.
:: Zaahir
:: "How's it hangin', buddy? I'm Zaahir, Master of the Infernal Abyss. As you might've guessed, I'm a soul of fire—and check me out! I'm smokin' hot, baby!" With this, Zaahir makes a motion with his hands like he's firing two six-shooters into the air, blowing off the imaginary steam and winking as if that move were still cool.
:: Faust
:: "Oh... oh, of course! I totally see it—pitch-black skin like the aftermath of an inferno, intricate markings that scintillate like sparks, not to mention those brilliant flames and the waves of heat radiating off of you—you're the very incarnation of fire! Dude, you look amaaaazing!" The old scholar easily turns on the charm and flattery, even attempting to add a youthful air to his compliments.
:: Zaahir
:: "Oh, right on, dude! You totally get it! Righteous!" Being made of flames means you basically expect everyone to worship you, so Zaahir doesn't even question Faust's flattery. They smile at each other, enjoying the moment.
:: "Don't you humans say that everything happens for a reason? Like, fate brought us together today, am I right?" Faust looks a bit dubious, but nods in agreement because, again, no one wants to anger a creature that's literally made of fire. "What do you say to a little one-on-one, hmm?" Zaahir sizes up Faust as he says this. "Are you game?"
:: Faust
:: "It would be my honor!" Faust enthusiastically accepts the offer, deciding that his other business can wait.	
:The Blazing Beast
:: Faust
:: As he journeys to find the mythical immortal bird, Faust runs into some... friendly fire.
:: Zaahir
:: "Hey dude! Looks like I'm not the only one out in search of my immortal bird bro. It's so weird seeing someone else out here! I mean, we're kind of in the middle of nowhere..." A fiery creature calls to Faust, its blazing arm raised for what would probably be a very painful high five.
:: Faust
:: "Um... Do I know you?" Faust is caught off-guard by this shockingly forward being, blatantly staring at it in disbelief.
:: Zaahir
:: "How's it hangin', buddy? I'm Zaahir, Master of the Infernal Abyss. As you might've guessed, I'm a soul of fire—and check me out! I'm smokin' hot, baby!" With this, Zaahir makes a motion with his hands like he's firing two six-shooters into the air, blowing off the imaginary steam and winking as if that move were still cool.
:: Faust
:: "Oh... oh, of course! I totally see it—pitch-black skin like the aftermath of an inferno, intricate markings that scintillate like sparks, not to mention those brilliant flames and the waves of heat radiating off of you—you're the very incarnation of fire! Dude, you look amaaaazing!" The old scholar easily turns on the charm and flattery, even attempting to add a youthful air to his compliments.
:: Zaahir
:: "Oh, right on, dude! You totally get it! Righteous!" Being made of flames means you basically expect everyone to worship you, so Zaahir doesn't even question Faust's flattery. They smile at each other, enjoying the moment.
:: "Don't you humans say that everything happens for a reason? Like, fate brought us together today, am I right?" Faust looks a bit dubious, but nods in agreement because, again, no one wants to anger a creature that's literally made of fire. "What do you say to a little one-on-one, hmm?" Zaahir sizes up Faust as he says this. "Are you game?"
:: Faust
:: "It would be my honor!" Faust enthusiastically accepts the offer, deciding that his other business can wait.
:A Blessing of Fire
:: Zaahir
:: "Hahaha! Aaaaawesome, man!" Zaahir is positively glowing after the fight.
:: He stretches his flaming arms up high and cricks his neck. "It's good to get out of the bottle sometimes. I had a total blast, thanks! Unfortunately, I've gotta jet... the immortal bird and I have a bet going on whether Undine can put out his flames. It's gonna be wild, dude! Catch ya later!" Zaahir speeds away through the air, not giving Faust a chance to say goodbye.
:: Faust
:: "Faust sighs as he watches Zaahir zip away. "What a beautiful and fascinating creature..." He stares after Zaahir, tracing his trail across the sky like a comet, until long after he has gone.	
:A Blessing of Fire
:: Zaahir
:: "Hahaha! Aaaaawesome, man!" Zaahir is positively glowing after the fight.
:: He stretches his flaming arms up high and cricks his neck. "It's good to get out of the bottle sometimes. I had a total blast, thanks! Unfortunately, I've gotta jet... the immortal bird and I have a bet going on whether Undine can put out his flames. It's gonna be wild, dude! Catch ya later!" Zaahir speeds away through the air, not giving Faust a chance to say goodbye.
:: Faust
:: "Faust sighs as he watches Zaahir zip away. "What a beautiful and fascinating creature..." He stares after Zaahir, tracing his trail across the sky like a comet, until long after he has gone.	
:A Blessing of Fire
:: Zaahir
:: "Hahaha! Aaaaawesome, man!" Zaahir is positively glowing after the fight.
:: He stretches his flaming arms up high and cricks his neck. "It's good to get out of the bottle sometimes. I had a total blast, thanks! Unfortunately, I've gotta jet... the immortal bird and I have a bet going on whether Undine can put out his flames. It's gonna be wild, dude! Catch ya later!" Zaahir speeds away through the air, not giving Faust a chance to say goodbye.
:: Faust
:: "Faust sighs as he watches Zaahir zip away. "What a beautiful and fascinating creature..." He stares after Zaahir, tracing his trail across the sky like a comet, until long after he has gone.
Stone Altar 	<Gallant Crusader> Cyril 	
:The Altar Guardian
:: Faust
:: "Faust wanders around the great stone altar, but just when he has decided to approach it and have a look for the chalice, he encounters a horse of a different color."
:: Cyril
:: "You, mortal! Stay still, or face an arrow through the heart!" A great blue centaur charges toward Faust, dirt flying from under his hooves and Faust's courage flying away at the very unwelcoming expression on his face.
:: Cyril
:: "This is the stone altar to the gods. Intruders are not welcome here. Away with you!" His words are somewhat polite, but his tone is hostile.
:: Faust
:: "O wise and noble Guardian of the Gods, I shall not harm the stone altar. I have only come to admire it up close, and perhaps to rest a while after a long journey. May I pass?" Faust found that being polite and (mostly) forthright was the best way to handle these situations. Besides, centaurs were peaceful creatures. Wait, was this one charging at him?
:: Cyril
:: "If you can get through me!" the grinning centaur cries as he approaches Faust at full gallop.	
:The Altar Guardian
:: Faust
:: "Faust wanders around the great stone altar, but just when he has decided to approach it and have a look for the chalice, he encounters a horse of a different color."
:: Cyril
:: "You, mortal! Stay still, or face an arrow through the heart!" A great blue centaur charges toward Faust, dirt flying from under his hooves and Faust's courage flying away at the very unwelcoming expression on his face.
:: Cyril
:: "This is the stone altar to the gods. Intruders are not welcome here. Away with you!" His words are somewhat polite, but his tone is hostile.
:: Faust
:: "O wise and noble Guardian of the Gods, I shall not harm the stone altar. I have only come to admire it up close, and perhaps to rest a while after a long journey. May I pass?" Faust found that being polite and (mostly) forthright was the best way to handle these situations. Besides, centaurs were peaceful creatures. Wait, was this one charging at him?
:: Cyril
:: "If you can get through me!" the grinning centaur cries as he approaches Faust at full gallop.	
:The Altar Guardian
:: Faust
:: "Faust wanders around the great stone altar, but just when he has decided to approach it and have a look for the chalice, he encounters a horse of a different color."
:: Cyril
:: "You, mortal! Stay still, or face an arrow through the heart!" A great blue centaur charges toward Faust, dirt flying from under his hooves and Faust's courage flying away at the very unwelcoming expression on his face.
:: Cyril
:: "This is the stone altar to the gods. Intruders are not welcome here. Away with you!" His words are somewhat polite, but his tone is hostile.
:: Faust
:: "O wise and noble Guardian of the Gods, I shall not harm the stone altar. I have only come to admire it up close, and perhaps to rest a while after a long journey. May I pass?" Faust found that being polite and (mostly) forthright was the best way to handle these situations. Besides, centaurs were peaceful creatures. Wait, was this one charging at him?
:: Cyril
:: "If you can get through me!" the grinning centaur cries as he approaches Faust at full gallop.
:The Guardian's Warning
:: Cyril
:: The centaur pulls back after several tilts at the old scholar. "Very interesting. You are endowed with a demonic power, yet your heart is pure. I do not believe you have come in search of more power."
:: Faust
:: Cyril's insight into Faust's motives is impressive, and a very big relief, given his combat skills. Faust is at a loss for words.
:: Cyril
:: "You are not safe here, human. Though I am a guardian, I cannot guarantee that you will not be harmed. If you value your life, you will leave at once."
:: Faust
:: "Of course—I'll be very careful. Thank you for the warning." "I think that was the easiest conversation I've had all day," Faust reflects, watching the centaur canter away.	
:The Guardian's Warning
:: Cyril
:: The centaur pulls back after several tilts at the old scholar. "Very interesting. You are endowed with a demonic power, yet your heart is pure. I do not believe you have come in search of more power."
:: Faust
:: Cyril's insight into Faust's motives is impressive, and a very big relief, given his combat skills. Faust is at a loss for words.
:: Cyril
:: "You are not safe here, human. Though I am a guardian, I cannot guarantee that you will not be harmed. If you value your life, you will leave at once."
:: Faust
:: "Of course—I'll be very careful. Thank you for the warning." "I think that was the easiest conversation I've had all day," Faust reflects, watching the centaur canter away.	
:The Guardian's Warning
:: Cyril
:: The centaur pulls back after several tilts at the old scholar. "Very interesting. You are endowed with a demonic power, yet your heart is pure. I do not believe you have come in search of more power."
:: Faust
:: Cyril's insight into Faust's motives is impressive, and a very big relief, given his combat skills. Faust is at a loss for words.
:: Cyril
:: "You are not safe here, human. Though I am a guardian, I cannot guarantee that you will not be harmed. If you value your life, you will leave at once."
:: Faust
:: "Of course—I'll be very careful. Thank you for the warning." "I think that was the easiest conversation I've had all day," Faust reflects, watching the centaur canter away.
The Hanging Gardens 	Ironbark Carnivore 	
:Ironbark Carnivore
:: Ironbark Carnivore
:: "CRR-ICK! CRR-ICK! CRR-ICK!" A gnarled old tree at the side of the road starts moving, creaking with a disgruntled air.
:: Faust
:: "Well, well... what is this?" Faust stares at the tree as it starts to pull up its roots and creep toward him. Exhausted from what seems like years of fighting everyone he meets, he decides to try deflecting instead.
:: Faust
:: "This bark is just exquisite! It's noble and ancient... the colors blend perfectly with the rest of the garden, and the knots on the wood are perfectly representative of overwhelming evil... the menacing posture perfected over centuries, the loathsome grunting... Work it, Mr. Tree." Work it, Mr. Tree." He laughs to himself, hoping that his technique is working, and that the tree isn't about to give him a good whack with one of its crooked limbs. "Are we friends, then? If not... we've already discussed your bark, and I get the feeling I'm about to experience your bite."
:: Ironbark Carnivore
:: The ironbark carnivore stops, as if taken aback by Faust's mockery. "CRR-ICK!!! CRR-ICK!!!" Slowly, it bends two of its branches down toward its trunk, and places the hand-like twigs where its hips would be, indignant. This is a tree that will not be insulted by a mere mortal. It swings a knotty branch right at Faust's face.	
:Ironbark Carnivore
:: Ironbark Carnivore
:: "CRR-ICK! CRR-ICK! CRR-ICK!" A gnarled old tree at the side of the road starts moving, creaking with a disgruntled air.
:: Faust
:: "Well, well... what is this?" Faust stares at the tree as it starts to pull up its roots and creep toward him. Exhausted from what seems like years of fighting everyone he meets, he decides to try deflecting instead.
:: Faust
:: "This bark is just exquisite! It's noble and ancient... the colors blend perfectly with the rest of the garden, and the knots on the wood are perfectly representative of overwhelming evil... the menacing posture perfected over centuries, the loathsome grunting... Work it, Mr. Tree." Work it, Mr. Tree." He laughs to himself, hoping that his technique is working, and that the tree isn't about to give him a good whack with one of its crooked limbs. "Are we friends, then? If not... we've already discussed your bark, and I get the feeling I'm about to experience your bite."
:: Ironbark Carnivore
:: The ironbark carnivore stops, as if taken aback by Faust's mockery. "CRR-ICK!!! CRR-ICK!!!" Slowly, it bends two of its branches down toward its trunk, and places the hand-like twigs where its hips would be, indignant. This is a tree that will not be insulted by a mere mortal. It swings a knotty branch right at Faust's face.	
:Ironbark Carnivore
:: Ironbark Carnivore
:: "CRR-ICK! CRR-ICK! CRR-ICK!" A gnarled old tree at the side of the road starts moving, creaking with a disgruntled air.
:: Faust
:: "Well, well... what is this?" Faust stares at the tree as it starts to pull up its roots and creep toward him. Exhausted from what seems like years of fighting everyone he meets, he decides to try deflecting instead.
:: Faust
:: "This bark is just exquisite! It's noble and ancient... the colors blend perfectly with the rest of the garden, and the knots on the wood are perfectly representative of overwhelming evil... the menacing posture perfected over centuries, the loathsome grunting... Work it, Mr. Tree." Work it, Mr. Tree." He laughs to himself, hoping that his technique is working, and that the tree isn't about to give him a good whack with one of its crooked limbs. "Are we friends, then? If not... we've already discussed your bark, and I get the feeling I'm about to experience your bite."
:: Ironbark Carnivore
:: The ironbark carnivore stops, as if taken aback by Faust's mockery. "CRR-ICK!!! CRR-ICK!!!" Slowly, it bends two of its branches down toward its trunk, and places the hand-like twigs where its hips would be, indignant. This is a tree that will not be insulted by a mere mortal. It swings a knotty branch right at Faust's face.
:Ashes to Ashes, Bark to Bark
:: Faust
:: "Oh, please don't... I don't want to have to hurt such an impressive being!" But as usual, it's no use. Faust works his own brand of magic on the ironbark carnivore, knocking it back before it suddenly freezes.
:: Ironbark Carnivore
:: Now there's nothing but silence. The ironbark carnivore's wood, once twisted to resemble an angered countenance, is back to looking like that of an ordinary tree, bent over as if defeated by a violent hurricane.
:: Faust
:: "All beauty is fleeting, I suppose. Poor creature." Faust seems genuinely moved by the killer tree's untimely demise. He is even more troubled by the notion that its death leaves him alone in the garden, with no one to hold him accountable.
:: "The Eternal Truth isn't going to walk up and bite me on the hand. Although in a place like this, you never know... Anyway, I'd better keep going," Faust reflects before continuing along the path.	
:Ashes to Ashes, Bark to Bark
:: Faust
:: "Oh, please don't... I don't want to have to hurt such an impressive being!" But as usual, it's no use. Faust works his own brand of magic on the ironbark carnivore, knocking it back before it suddenly freezes.
:: Ironbark Carnivore
:: Now there's nothing but silence. The ironbark carnivore's wood, once twisted to resemble an angered countenance, is back to looking like that of an ordinary tree, bent over as if defeated by a violent hurricane.
:: Faust
:: "All beauty is fleeting, I suppose. Poor creature." Faust seems genuinely moved by the killer tree's untimely demise. He is even more troubled by the notion that its death leaves him alone in the garden, with no one to hold him accountable.
:: "The Eternal Truth isn't going to walk up and bite me on the hand. Although in a place like this, you never know... Anyway, I'd better keep going," Faust reflects before continuing along the path.	
:Ashes to Ashes, Bark to Bark
:: Faust
:: "Oh, please don't... I don't want to have to hurt such an impressive being!" But as usual, it's no use. Faust works his own brand of magic on the ironbark carnivore, knocking it back before it suddenly freezes.
:: Ironbark Carnivore
:: Now there's nothing but silence. The ironbark carnivore's wood, once twisted to resemble an angered countenance, is back to looking like that of an ordinary tree, bent over as if defeated by a violent hurricane.
:: Faust
:: "All beauty is fleeting, I suppose. Poor creature." Faust seems genuinely moved by the killer tree's untimely demise. He is even more troubled by the notion that its death leaves him alone in the garden, with no one to hold him accountable.
:: "The Eternal Truth isn't going to walk up and bite me on the hand. Although in a place like this, you never know... Anyway, I'd better keep going," Faust reflects before continuing along the path.
Descent Into Purgatory	<Fallen Angel> Beelzebub 	
:The Gluttonous Abomination
:: Faust
:: Faust is quite busy fighting demons, rather well, actually, when something huge hits him from one side. He struggles to quickly regain his footing.
:: Beelzebub
:: "MWHAHAHAHA!!! What is this?! Has Hell become the latest trend in tourist hot spots? Excellent!" A gigantic feathered fiend swoops down, landing a few feet from where Faust stands. He's surprisingly jolly for a demon.
:: "So you're working with Mephistopheles. Doesn't matter to me! Food is food, and I'm not one to turn down a square meal! Know what I mean, jellybean? Now, let's see... should I fry you? Bake you? Eat your liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti? So many possibilities... Perhaps I could eat you whole. I do so enjoy the sound of crunching bones... But enough with the chit-chat already. All this talk of food is making me hungry! Hurry up and climb inside my mouth, would you?"	
:The Gluttonous Abomination
:: Faust
:: Faust is quite busy fighting demons, rather well, actually, when something huge hits him from one side. He struggles to quickly regain his footing.
:: Beelzebub
:: "MWHAHAHAHA!!! What is this?! Has Hell become the latest trend in tourist hot spots? Excellent!" A gigantic feathered fiend swoops down, landing a few feet from where Faust stands. He's surprisingly jolly for a demon.
:: "So you're working with Mephistopheles. Doesn't matter to me! Food is food, and I'm not one to turn down a square meal! Know what I mean, jellybean? Now, let's see... should I fry you? Bake you? Eat your liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti? So many possibilities... Perhaps I could eat you whole. I do so enjoy the sound of crunching bones... But enough with the chit-chat already. All this talk of food is making me hungry! Hurry up and climb inside my mouth, would you?"	
:The Gluttonous Abomination
:: Faust
:: Faust is quite busy fighting demons, rather well, actually, when something huge hits him from one side. He struggles to quickly regain his footing.
:: Beelzebub
:: "MWHAHAHAHA!!! What is this?! Has Hell become the latest trend in tourist hot spots? Excellent!" A gigantic feathered fiend swoops down, landing a few feet from where Faust stands. He's surprisingly jolly for a demon.
:: "So you're working with Mephistopheles. Doesn't matter to me! Food is food, and I'm not one to turn down a square meal! Know what I mean, jellybean? Now, let's see... should I fry you? Bake you? Eat your liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti? So many possibilities... Perhaps I could eat you whole. I do so enjoy the sound of crunching bones... But enough with the chit-chat already. All this talk of food is making me hungry! Hurry up and climb inside my mouth, would you?"
:The Cost of Gluttony
:: Beelzebub
:: "How can this be? You're nothing but a tasty snack! A tiny morsel, even!" Beelzebub is mortified at this defeat.
:: Faust
:: "Now, I know that you think all humans are food, but even food should be accorded a certain amount of respect." The learned scholar starts to lecture Beelzebub about the ethics of eating.
:: "If not for respect for others and self-restraint, we would be no better than the animals, now would we?" Faust is just starting to reach Full-Didactic Mode, but Beelzebub just sits there, staring stupidly at Faust (whether it's because he can't hear him or he doesn't get it, it's hard to say).
:: Beelzebub
:: "But... you're just food..."
:: Faust
:: "I may be 'just food', but I'm still an animal. You see..." Faust has hit his stride now, and he keeps talking. After all, scholars from the Ivory Tower are notorious bores.	
:The Cost of Gluttony
:: Beelzebub
:: "How can this be? You're nothing but a tasty snack! A tiny morsel, even!" Beelzebub is mortified at this defeat.
:: Faust
:: "Now, I know that you think all humans are food, but even food should be accorded a certain amount of respect." The learned scholar starts to lecture Beelzebub about the ethics of eating.
:: "If not for respect for others and self-restraint, we would be no better than the animals, now would we?" Faust is just starting to reach Full-Didactic Mode, but Beelzebub just sits there, staring stupidly at Faust (whether it's because he can't hear him or he doesn't get it, it's hard to say).
:: Beelzebub
:: "But... you're just food..."
:: Faust
:: "I may be 'just food', but I'm still an animal. You see..." Faust has hit his stride now, and he keeps talking. After all, scholars from the Ivory Tower are notorious bores.	
:The Cost of Gluttony
:: Beelzebub
:: "How can this be? You're nothing but a tasty snack! A tiny morsel, even!" Beelzebub is mortified at this defeat.
:: Faust
:: "Now, I know that you think all humans are food, but even food should be accorded a certain amount of respect." The learned scholar starts to lecture Beelzebub about the ethics of eating.
:: "If not for respect for others and self-restraint, we would be no better than the animals, now would we?" Faust is just starting to reach Full-Didactic Mode, but Beelzebub just sits there, staring stupidly at Faust (whether it's because he can't hear him or he doesn't get it, it's hard to say).
:: Beelzebub
:: "But... you're just food..."
:: Faust
:: "I may be 'just food', but I'm still an animal. You see..." Faust has hit his stride now, and he keeps talking. After all, scholars from the Ivory Tower are notorious bores.
==Chapter 4: Angel's Corruption==
Checkpoint 	Elite Boss 	
Ancient Walled City	<Angel> Josiah 	
:Archangel
:: Uzuriel
:: "Eh? What manner of creature..." Uzuriel stops immediately, not believing her eyes. It's not a monster in front.
:: Josiah
:: "Is it you, Uzuriel? What a coincidence."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Josiah?? You have no business here!" Uzuriel let out a gasp. This mission is independent, she did not tell anyone about it.
:: Josiah
:: "Don't mention it, I thought you would have trouble handling it alone, so let me help you."
:: Uzuriel
:: "I sincerely thank you, but please go back." Uzuriel wishes for Josiah to leave. This sudden informality leaves her uncomfortable.
:: Josiah
:: "Don't be stubborn, you won't make friends this way."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Never mind that, this is my mission. Do you doubt my skills? Or are you here to take credit?"
:: Josiah
:: "Haha, so you've noticed? Such an easy task is nothing to me, but he left it to you?!"
:: Josiah
:: "That's right, you haven't convinced me!! Leave this mission to me, you can go back now. Do you need me to teach you a lesson so you'll give up? Uzuriel, I don't want to fight you."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Josiah, I do not wish to fight you too, but this is my mission and I won't hand it to anyone else!!"	
:Archangel
:: Uzuriel
:: "Eh? What manner of creature..." Uzuriel stops immediately, not believing her eyes. It's not a monster in front.
:: Josiah
:: "Is it you, Uzuriel? What a coincidence."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Josiah?? You have no business here!" Uzuriel let out a gasp. This mission is independent, she did not tell anyone about it.
:: Josiah
:: "Don't mention it, I thought you would have trouble handling it alone, so let me help you."
:: Uzuriel
:: "I sincerely thank you, but please go back." Uzuriel wishes for Josiah to leave. This sudden informality leaves her uncomfortable.
:: Josiah
:: "Don't be stubborn, you won't make friends this way."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Never mind that, this is my mission. Do you doubt my skills? Or are you here to take credit?"
:: Josiah
:: "Haha, so you've noticed? Such an easy task is nothing to me, but he left it to you?!"
:: Josiah
:: "That's right, you haven't convinced me!! Leave this mission to me, you can go back now. Do you need me to teach you a lesson so you'll give up? Uzuriel, I don't want to fight you."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Josiah, I do not wish to fight you too, but this is my mission and I won't hand it to anyone else!!"	
:Archangel
:: Uzuriel
:: "Eh? What manner of creature..." Uzuriel stops immediately, not believing her eyes. It's not a monster in front.
:: Josiah
:: "Is it you, Uzuriel? What a coincidence."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Josiah?? You have no business here!" Uzuriel let out a gasp. This mission is independent, she did not tell anyone about it.
:: Josiah
:: "Don't mention it, I thought you would have trouble handling it alone, so let me help you."
:: Uzuriel
:: "I sincerely thank you, but please go back." Uzuriel wishes for Josiah to leave. This sudden informality leaves her uncomfortable.
:: Josiah
:: "Don't be stubborn, you won't make friends this way."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Never mind that, this is my mission. Do you doubt my skills? Or are you here to take credit?"
:: Josiah
:: "Haha, so you've noticed? Such an easy task is nothing to me, but he left it to you?!"
:: Josiah
:: "That's right, you haven't convinced me!! Leave this mission to me, you can go back now. Do you need me to teach you a lesson so you'll give up? Uzuriel, I don't want to fight you."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Josiah, I do not wish to fight you too, but this is my mission and I won't hand it to anyone else!!"
:Uzuriel
:: Uzuriel
:: "Well? I will not continue this fight with you, the gods do not wish to see this." Uzuriel fought off Josiah and tries to convince him.
:: Josiah
:: "I have nothing else to say to you, I'll take my leave..."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Josiah..." Josiah refuses to say anything more.	
:Uzuriel
:: Uzuriel
:: "Well? I will not continue this fight with you, the gods do not wish to see this." Uzuriel fought off Josiah and tries to convince him.
:: Josiah
:: "I have nothing else to say to you, I'll take my leave..."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Josiah..." Josiah refuses to say anything more.	
:Uzuriel
:: Uzuriel
:: "Well? I will not continue this fight with you, the gods do not wish to see this." Uzuriel fought off Josiah and tries to convince him.
:: Josiah
:: "I have nothing else to say to you, I'll take my leave..."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Josiah..." Josiah refuses to say anything more.
City of Angels 	<Nightstalker> Pandora 	
:Nightstalker
:: Pandora
:: "Where is master Dante? Hmm, this is master's scent! Master Dante, Master Dante!!" Pandora rides on Lassie while calling out for Dante.
:: Uzuriel
:: "You shouldn't be here, please leave now." The heavens are not meant for mortals, Uzuriel waved her away.
:: Pandora
:: "Wow, what a gorgeous woman. But Dante only has eyes for me, isn't that right, Lassie?"
:: Uzuriel
:: "Hmm? How do you know Dante's name? Whatever, just leave this place okay?" Uzuriel is shocked that the girl knows of Dante. But she let it go immediately.
:: Pandora
:: "How dare you look down on me, I'll show you. Go, Lassie."	
:Nightstalker
:: Pandora
:: "Where is master Dante? Hmm, this is master's scent! Master Dante, Master Dante!!" Pandora rides on Lassie while calling out for Dante.
:: Uzuriel
:: "You shouldn't be here, please leave now." The heavens are not meant for mortals, Uzuriel waved her away.
:: Pandora
:: "Wow, what a gorgeous woman. But Dante only has eyes for me, isn't that right, Lassie?"
:: Uzuriel
:: "Hmm? How do you know Dante's name? Whatever, just leave this place okay?" Uzuriel is shocked that the girl knows of Dante. But she let it go immediately.
:: Pandora
:: "How dare you look down on me, I'll show you. Go, Lassie."	
:Nightstalker
:: Pandora
:: "Where is master Dante? Hmm, this is master's scent! Master Dante, Master Dante!!" Pandora rides on Lassie while calling out for Dante.
:: Uzuriel
:: "You shouldn't be here, please leave now." The heavens are not meant for mortals, Uzuriel waved her away.
:: Pandora
:: "Wow, what a gorgeous woman. But Dante only has eyes for me, isn't that right, Lassie?"
:: Uzuriel
:: "Hmm? How do you know Dante's name? Whatever, just leave this place okay?" Uzuriel is shocked that the girl knows of Dante. But she let it go immediately.
:: Pandora
:: "How dare you look down on me, I'll show you. Go, Lassie."
:Quirky Character
:: Pandora
:: "Wow, this power... It's different from mere mortals." Pandora is filled with doubt after fighting.
:: Uzuriel
:: "I am the angel of justice, Uzuriel. I am no mortal. Young lady, I ask you once again to leave, this is no place for you." Uzuriel reveals her identity, hoping that Pandora will leave.
:: Pandora
:: "Humph... Since Master Dante ain't here, I don't wanna be here too." Pandora rode on Lassie and left after speaking.
:: Uzuriel
:: "That's strange, how does she know Dante?" Uzuriel is wondering about the young lady. She heads on to the City of Angels.	
:Quirky Character
:: Pandora
:: "Wow, this power... It's different from mere mortals." Pandora is filled with doubt after fighting.
:: Uzuriel
:: "I am the angel of justice, Uzuriel. I am no mortal. Young lady, I ask you once again to leave, this is no place for you." Uzuriel reveals her identity, hoping that Pandora will leave.
:: Pandora
:: "Humph... Since Master Dante ain't here, I don't wanna be here too." Pandora rode on Lassie and left after speaking.
:: Uzuriel
:: "That's strange, how does she know Dante?" Uzuriel is wondering about the young lady. She heads on to the City of Angels.	
:Quirky Character
:: Pandora
:: "Wow, this power... It's different from mere mortals." Pandora is filled with doubt after fighting.
:: Uzuriel
:: "I am the angel of justice, Uzuriel. I am no mortal. Young lady, I ask you once again to leave, this is no place for you." Uzuriel reveals her identity, hoping that Pandora will leave.
:: Pandora
:: "Humph... Since Master Dante ain't here, I don't wanna be here too." Pandora rode on Lassie and left after speaking.
:: Uzuriel
:: "That's strange, how does she know Dante?" Uzuriel is wondering about the young lady. She heads on to the City of Angels.
Gate of Judgment 	<Eternal Youth> Serif 	
:Eternal Youth
:: Uzuriel
:: The path that Uzuriel took towards the Heavens are shrouded with clouds. She hears the clashing of thunder.
:: "What's this? There's no dark clouds but I hear thunder." It's too late when Uzuriel realises that she's in danger. A youth appeared before her.
:: Serif
:: "Well now, never seen a human before?" A young man looks at Uzuriel curiously.
:: "It's been such a long time since someone came here. Please play with me!" Serif rushes at Uzuriel, forcing her to play with him.	
:Eternal Youth
:: Uzuriel
:: The path that Uzuriel took towards the Heavens are shrouded with clouds. She hears the clashing of thunder.
:: "What's this? There's no dark clouds but I hear thunder." It's too late when Uzuriel realises that she's in danger. A youth appeared before her.
:: Serif
:: "Well now, never seen a human before?" A young man looks at Uzuriel curiously.
:: "It's been such a long time since someone came here. Please play with me!" Serif rushes at Uzuriel, forcing her to play with him.	
:Eternal Youth
:: Uzuriel
:: The path that Uzuriel took towards the Heavens are shrouded with clouds. She hears the clashing of thunder.
:: "What's this? There's no dark clouds but I hear thunder." It's too late when Uzuriel realises that she's in danger. A youth appeared before her.
:: Serif
:: "Well now, never seen a human before?" A young man looks at Uzuriel curiously.
:: "It's been such a long time since someone came here. Please play with me!" Serif rushes at Uzuriel, forcing her to play with him.
:Bashful
:: Uzuriel
:: "Phew, you're quite strong, what's your name?" Uzuriel feels numb all over, there are traces of electricity still within her.
:: Serif
:: "Serif." Serif looks at Uzuriel and told her his name.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Oh, it's you. Listen up, I know everything seems new to you, but you can't just go around eletrocuting others. Merrilee will hate you if you keep being like this." Uzuriel jokes while pointing at Serif.
:: Serif
:: "How do you know that name! Dammit, I'm leaving now, bye!" Serif disappears into the clouds while blushing.	
:Bashful
:: Uzuriel
:: "Phew, you're quite strong, what's your name?" Uzuriel feels numb all over, there are traces of electricity still within her.
:: Serif
:: "Serif." Serif looks at Uzuriel and told her his name.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Oh, it's you. Listen up, I know everything seems new to you, but you can't just go around eletrocuting others. Merrilee will hate you if you keep being like this." Uzuriel jokes while pointing at Serif.
:: Serif
:: "How do you know that name! Dammit, I'm leaving now, bye!" Serif disappears into the clouds while blushing.	
:Bashful
:: Uzuriel
:: "Phew, you're quite strong, what's your name?" Uzuriel feels numb all over, there are traces of electricity still within her.
:: Serif
:: "Serif." Serif looks at Uzuriel and told her his name.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Oh, it's you. Listen up, I know everything seems new to you, but you can't just go around eletrocuting others. Merrilee will hate you if you keep being like this." Uzuriel jokes while pointing at Serif.
:: Serif
:: "How do you know that name! Dammit, I'm leaving now, bye!" Serif disappears into the clouds while blushing.
Tree of Knowledge 	<Cheery Sylph> Merrilee 	
:Cheery Sylph
:: Merrilee
:: "Apple, apple, delicious apple. I need it and nothing else!" There is a cute girl beside the Tree of Knowledge. She's singing while holding a staff.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Oh? Aren't you Merrilee?" Uzuriel is surprised to see Merrilee.
:: Merrilee
:: "Huh? How do you know my name? I don't know you, pretty sis." Merrilee stares at Uzuriel with her big eyes.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Ahh, nevermind. How are you and Serif these days?" God has asked the Angels to not approach Serif and Merrilee, he's afraid that the angels' powers will interfere with their progress. Uzuriel tries to change the topic.
:: Merrilee
:: "Huh? You know Serif too? How do you know about us?" Merrilee widens her eyes.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Nevermind, I have to leave now, bye." Uzuriel tries to sneak away.
:: Merrilee
:: "Hold on. No one is here to play with me, why don't you play with me before leaving!"	
:Cheery Sylph
:: Merrilee
:: "Apple, apple, delicious apple. I need it and nothing else!" There is a cute girl beside the Tree of Knowledge. She's singing while holding a staff.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Oh? Aren't you Merrilee?" Uzuriel is surprised to see Merrilee.
:: Merrilee
:: "Huh? How do you know my name? I don't know you, pretty sis." Merrilee stares at Uzuriel with her big eyes.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Ahh, nevermind. How are you and Serif these days?" God has asked the Angels to not approach Serif and Merrilee, he's afraid that the angels' powers will interfere with their progress. Uzuriel tries to change the topic.
:: Merrilee
:: "Huh? You know Serif too? How do you know about us?" Merrilee widens her eyes.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Nevermind, I have to leave now, bye." Uzuriel tries to sneak away.
:: Merrilee
:: "Hold on. No one is here to play with me, why don't you play with me before leaving!"	
:Cheery Sylph
:: Merrilee
:: "Apple, apple, delicious apple. I need it and nothing else!" There is a cute girl beside the Tree of Knowledge. She's singing while holding a staff.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Oh? Aren't you Merrilee?" Uzuriel is surprised to see Merrilee.
:: Merrilee
:: "Huh? How do you know my name? I don't know you, pretty sis." Merrilee stares at Uzuriel with her big eyes.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Ahh, nevermind. How are you and Serif these days?" God has asked the Angels to not approach Serif and Merrilee, he's afraid that the angels' powers will interfere with their progress. Uzuriel tries to change the topic.
:: Merrilee
:: "Huh? You know Serif too? How do you know about us?" Merrilee widens her eyes.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Nevermind, I have to leave now, bye." Uzuriel tries to sneak away.
:: Merrilee
:: "Hold on. No one is here to play with me, why don't you play with me before leaving!"
:Forgotten
:: Merrilee
:: "I never thought that you are actually this strong."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Alright, see you." Uzuriel tries to leave while Merrilee is still in a good mood.
:: Merrilee
:: "Bye Sister, please come again when you're free!" Merrilee laughs happily.	
:Forgotten
:: Merrilee
:: "I never thought that you are actually this strong."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Alright, see you." Uzuriel tries to leave while Merrilee is still in a good mood.
:: Merrilee
:: "Bye Sister, please come again when you're free!" Merrilee laughs happily.	
:Forgotten
:: Merrilee
:: "I never thought that you are actually this strong."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Alright, see you." Uzuriel tries to leave while Merrilee is still in a good mood.
:: Merrilee
:: "Bye Sister, please come again when you're free!" Merrilee laughs happily.
Angel Tears Spring 	<Nightstalker> Sarcaphus 	
:Nightstalker
:: Uzuriel
:: As Uzuriel makes her way to the Angel Tears Spring, she notices the sky darkening overhead. She decides it would be best to get some rest, and falls into an uneasy slumber.
:: Sarcaphus
:: "Heheh, I smell something tasty... Maybe a delicious dream? Hm... An angel... Well, I've had worse meals." A scantily-clad woman sways out of the darkness.
:: "Well, let's see what's cooking!" The woman gently presses her fingers against Uzuriel's head as though she is trying to extract something from it.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Who... Who are you? What are you doing to me?" Uzuriel's head lists weakly to one side.
:: Sarcaphus
:: "Oh, you've still got enough energy to speak? Well then, I'm Sarcaphus. I'm a demon with a taste for dreams. Don't worry, I won't kill you, little angel. If I did that, there wouldn't be any seconds! Heheheh!" The demon casually introduces herself while absorbing Uzuriel's dreams, as though she were a guest at a dinner party.
:: Uzuriel
:: "I'm afraid that my dreams aren't yours for the taking. They're off the menu, so get lost!" Uzuriel shoves the demon away, breaking her spell.
:: Sarcaphus
:: "Seriously?! Honestly, can't you just let me eat in peace? It looks like I'll need to put you to bed... by force!" The night demon coils back and charges at Uzuriel.	
:Nightstalker
:: Uzuriel
:: As Uzuriel makes her way to the Angel Tears Spring, she notices the sky darkening overhead. She decides it would be best to get some rest, and falls into an uneasy slumber.
:: Sarcaphus
:: "Heheh, I smell something tasty... Maybe a delicious dream? Hm... An angel... Well, I've had worse meals." A scantily-clad woman sways out of the darkness.
:: "Well, let's see what's cooking!" The woman gently presses her fingers against Uzuriel's head as though she is trying to extract something from it.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Who... Who are you? What are you doing to me?" Uzuriel's head lists weakly to one side.
:: Sarcaphus
:: "Oh, you've still got enough energy to speak? Well then, I'm Sarcaphus. I'm a demon with a taste for dreams. Don't worry, I won't kill you, little angel. If I did that, there wouldn't be any seconds! Heheheh!" The demon casually introduces herself while absorbing Uzuriel's dreams, as though she were a guest at a dinner party.
:: Uzuriel
:: "I'm afraid that my dreams aren't yours for the taking. They're off the menu, so get lost!" Uzuriel shoves the demon away, breaking her spell.
:: Sarcaphus
:: "Seriously?! Honestly, can't you just let me eat in peace? It looks like I'll need to put you to bed... by force!" The night demon coils back and charges at Uzuriel.	
:Nightstalker
:: Uzuriel
:: As Uzuriel makes her way to the Angel Tears Spring, she notices the sky darkening overhead. She decides it would be best to get some rest, and falls into an uneasy slumber.
:: Sarcaphus
:: "Heheh, I smell something tasty... Maybe a delicious dream? Hm... An angel... Well, I've had worse meals." A scantily-clad woman sways out of the darkness.
:: "Well, let's see what's cooking!" The woman gently presses her fingers against Uzuriel's head as though she is trying to extract something from it.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Who... Who are you? What are you doing to me?" Uzuriel's head lists weakly to one side.
:: Sarcaphus
:: "Oh, you've still got enough energy to speak? Well then, I'm Sarcaphus. I'm a demon with a taste for dreams. Don't worry, I won't kill you, little angel. If I did that, there wouldn't be any seconds! Heheheh!" The demon casually introduces herself while absorbing Uzuriel's dreams, as though she were a guest at a dinner party.
:: Uzuriel
:: "I'm afraid that my dreams aren't yours for the taking. They're off the menu, so get lost!" Uzuriel shoves the demon away, breaking her spell.
:: Sarcaphus
:: "Seriously?! Honestly, can't you just let me eat in peace? It looks like I'll need to put you to bed... by force!" The night demon coils back and charges at Uzuriel.
:Dream's Apex
:: Uzuriel
:: "You should learn to choose easier prey, Sarcaphus!" Uzuriel has fended off the night demon, yet she is still trembling. It seems that having one's dreams absorbed has a profound effect.
:: Sarcaphus
:: "Haha, fine. Even though I only got a little taste, your dreams aren't half bad. I think I'll make it a buffet next time." Sarcaphus smiles wrily before melting into the shadows.
:: Uzuriel
:: "I better not catch you around here again!" Uzuriel shouts after the night demon, but the words echo in empty air. What had she been dreaming about?	
:Dream's Apex
:: Uzuriel
:: "You should learn to choose easier prey, Sarcaphus!" Uzuriel has fended off the night demon, yet she is still trembling. It seems that having one's dreams absorbed has a profound effect.
:: Sarcaphus
:: "Haha, fine. Even though I only got a little taste, your dreams aren't half bad. I think I'll make it a buffet next time." Sarcaphus smiles wrily before melting into the shadows.
:: Uzuriel
:: "I better not catch you around here again!" Uzuriel shouts after the night demon, but the words echo in empty air. What had she been dreaming about?	
:Dream's Apex
:: Uzuriel
:: "You should learn to choose easier prey, Sarcaphus!" Uzuriel has fended off the night demon, yet she is still trembling. It seems that having one's dreams absorbed has a profound effect.
:: Sarcaphus
:: "Haha, fine. Even though I only got a little taste, your dreams aren't half bad. I think I'll make it a buffet next time." Sarcaphus smiles wrily before melting into the shadows.
:: Uzuriel
:: "I better not catch you around here again!" Uzuriel shouts after the night demon, but the words echo in empty air. What had she been dreaming about?
Galaxy Bridge 	<Heroic Glory> Tyr 	
:Heroic Glory
:: ???
:: "Wait!" A kid with blue hair charges into view.
:: Uzuriel
:: Uzuriel skidded to a halt upon hearing the voice calling out to her.
:: Tyr
:: "I can tell you're powerful, and you look like you've got a strong will. I can't pass up a chance to fight with a worthy opponent like you!" The kid wants to spar with Uzuriel!
:: Uzuriel
:: "I'm sorry, but I really don't have any time for such things! Wait, you don't look like an angel... How did you get here? Mortals can't just come strolling into the Aura Kingdom."
:: Tyr
:: "Mortal?! You are looking at the God of Battle! Tyr's the name! There's no stronger warrior in all creation!"
:: Uzuriel
:: "Very well then, Tyr. How did you end up here?" Uzuriel is somewhat rushed, but tries her best to be polite.
:: Tyr
:: "A white-haired warrior wielding a red Tachi told me about it. He said there was no point wasting time fighting him when all the best warriors are here. But you're the first person I've come across that hasn't been a complete limp noodle!"
:: Uzuriel
:: "I see... That explains why there are a lot less demons around the area. Very well... I'll fight you then, as a sort of thank you gift for dealing with the demons."	
:Heroic Glory
:: ???
:: "Wait!" A kid with blue hair charges into view.
:: Uzuriel
:: Uzuriel skidded to a halt upon hearing the voice calling out to her.
:: Tyr
:: "I can tell you're powerful, and you look like you've got a strong will. I can't pass up a chance to fight with a worthy opponent like you!" The kid wants to spar with Uzuriel!
:: Uzuriel
:: "I'm sorry, but I really don't have any time for such things! Wait, you don't look like an angel... How did you get here? Mortals can't just come strolling into the Aura Kingdom."
:: Tyr
:: "Mortal?! You are looking at the God of Battle! Tyr's the name! There's no stronger warrior in all creation!"
:: Uzuriel
:: "Very well then, Tyr. How did you end up here?" Uzuriel is somewhat rushed, but tries her best to be polite.
:: Tyr
:: "A white-haired warrior wielding a red Tachi told me about it. He said there was no point wasting time fighting him when all the best warriors are here. But you're the first person I've come across that hasn't been a complete limp noodle!"
:: Uzuriel
:: "I see... That explains why there are a lot less demons around the area. Very well... I'll fight you then, as a sort of thank you gift for dealing with the demons."	
:Heroic Glory
:: ???
:: "Wait!" A kid with blue hair charges into view.
:: Uzuriel
:: Uzuriel skidded to a halt upon hearing the voice calling out to her.
:: Tyr
:: "I can tell you're powerful, and you look like you've got a strong will. I can't pass up a chance to fight with a worthy opponent like you!" The kid wants to spar with Uzuriel!
:: Uzuriel
:: "I'm sorry, but I really don't have any time for such things! Wait, you don't look like an angel... How did you get here? Mortals can't just come strolling into the Aura Kingdom."
:: Tyr
:: "Mortal?! You are looking at the God of Battle! Tyr's the name! There's no stronger warrior in all creation!"
:: Uzuriel
:: "Very well then, Tyr. How did you end up here?" Uzuriel is somewhat rushed, but tries her best to be polite.
:: Tyr
:: "A white-haired warrior wielding a red Tachi told me about it. He said there was no point wasting time fighting him when all the best warriors are here. But you're the first person I've come across that hasn't been a complete limp noodle!"
:: Uzuriel
:: "I see... That explains why there are a lot less demons around the area. Very well... I'll fight you then, as a sort of thank you gift for dealing with the demons."
:Warlord's Perseverance
:: Tyr
:: "Woah! You're intense! I can't say I've ever seen anyone fight quite like you before. You definitely have some unique skills."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Oh no, you're giving me way too much credit! You just got through fighting a bunch of demons, so you were probably already pretty worn out. I just got lucky this time!"
:: Tyr
:: "Wow, I got absolutely destroyed this time. I'm gonna' have to work harder if I'm gonna' keep up this reputation! Next time, you're going down! Haha!"	
:Warlord's Perseverance
:: Tyr
:: "Woah! You're intense! I can't say I've ever seen anyone fight quite like you before. You definitely have some unique skills."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Oh no, you're giving me way too much credit! You just got through fighting a bunch of demons, so you were probably already pretty worn out. I just got lucky this time!"
:: Tyr
:: "Wow, I got absolutely destroyed this time. I'm gonna' have to work harder if I'm gonna' keep up this reputation! Next time, you're going down! Haha!"	
:Warlord's Perseverance
:: Tyr
:: "Woah! You're intense! I can't say I've ever seen anyone fight quite like you before. You definitely have some unique skills."
:: Uzuriel
:: "Oh no, you're giving me way too much credit! You just got through fighting a bunch of demons, so you were probably already pretty worn out. I just got lucky this time!"
:: Tyr
:: "Wow, I got absolutely destroyed this time. I'm gonna' have to work harder if I'm gonna' keep up this reputation! Next time, you're going down! Haha!"
Ancient Battlefield	<Archdemon> Rhaelbor 	
:Sneaky Demon
:: Rhaelbor
:: "Hahaha, too easy..." Rhaelbor laughed to himself as he squeezed through a small gap near the entrance to the Aura Kingdom.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Hm? How did you get here!?" Uzuriel detected Rhaelbor's presence immediately.
:: Rhaelbor
:: "I've been spotted?! I'm not exactly new to stealth missions. You're no rookie!"
:: Uzuriel
:: "Stealth? You were about as stealthy as an explosion." Uzuriel looked unimpressed.
:: Rhaelbor
:: "An... An explosion? Urgh! Whatever! You've gotta' go! You've seen too much already!"	
:Sneaky Demon
:: Rhaelbor
:: "Hahaha, too easy..." Rhaelbor laughed to himself as he squeezed through a small gap near the entrance to the Aura Kingdom.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Hm? How did you get here!?" Uzuriel detected Rhaelbor's presence immediately.
:: Rhaelbor
:: "I've been spotted?! I'm not exactly new to stealth missions. You're no rookie!"
:: Uzuriel
:: "Stealth? You were about as stealthy as an explosion." Uzuriel looked unimpressed.
:: Rhaelbor
:: "An... An explosion? Urgh! Whatever! You've gotta' go! You've seen too much already!"	
:Sneaky Demon
:: Rhaelbor
:: "Hahaha, too easy..." Rhaelbor laughed to himself as he squeezed through a small gap near the entrance to the Aura Kingdom.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Hm? How did you get here!?" Uzuriel detected Rhaelbor's presence immediately.
:: Rhaelbor
:: "I've been spotted?! I'm not exactly new to stealth missions. You're no rookie!"
:: Uzuriel
:: "Stealth? You were about as stealthy as an explosion." Uzuriel looked unimpressed.
:: Rhaelbor
:: "An... An explosion? Urgh! Whatever! You've gotta' go! You've seen too much already!"
:Ineffable Rivals
:: Rhaelbor
:: "Maybe I underestimated you. But you're not off the hook! I'll be back again, and next time I'll show you what an explosion looks like! Better keep one eye open at night!" Rhaelbor roars viciously and takes off.
:: Uzuriel
:: "What was that about? Why did he even come here?" Uzuriel was somewhat surprised that she had been able to defeat someone that strong, especially one from the demon world. She wasn't entirely sure it wasn't pure luck.	
:Ineffable Rivals
:: Rhaelbor
:: "Maybe I underestimated you. But you're not off the hook! I'll be back again, and next time I'll show you what an explosion looks like! Better keep one eye open at night!" Rhaelbor roars viciously and takes off.
:: Uzuriel
:: "What was that about? Why did he even come here?" Uzuriel was somewhat surprised that she had been able to defeat someone that strong, especially one from the demon world. She wasn't entirely sure it wasn't pure luck.	
:Ineffable Rivals
:: Rhaelbor
:: "Maybe I underestimated you. But you're not off the hook! I'll be back again, and next time I'll show you what an explosion looks like! Better keep one eye open at night!" Rhaelbor roars viciously and takes off.
:: Uzuriel
:: "What was that about? Why did he even come here?" Uzuriel was somewhat surprised that she had been able to defeat someone that strong, especially one from the demon world. She wasn't entirely sure it wasn't pure luck.
Aura Kingdom's Gate	<Goddess of Justice> Justicia	
:Goddess of Justice
:: Uzuriel
:: As Uzuriel sped through the outer limits of the Aura Kingdom, she was nearly knocked out of the sky by a massive onslaught from the side. She whipped around to face the direction that the attack had come from, and was surprised to see a young lady standing there.
:: Justicia
:: "Hahahaha! Whoops! Sorry, I really almost took you out! I thought you were some kind of wild animal!" The girl reeks of gunpowder and nitrate. Uzuriel can tell her finely tuned guns are kept in prime condition.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Maybe next time you should look before you shoot. It's alright though. I know you didn't mean any harm." Uzuriel decides to give the young lady the benefit of the doubt, since she apologized right away. She waves and turns, anxious to continue on her flight.
:: Justicia
:: "Wait a minute! I know you! You're the great angel Uzuriel, aren't you?! I've wanted to spar with you practically my whole life! You can't leave without at least a short match!"	
:Goddess of Justice
:: Uzuriel
:: As Uzuriel sped through the outer limits of the Aura Kingdom, she was nearly knocked out of the sky by a massive onslaught from the side. She whipped around to face the direction that the attack had come from, and was surprised to see a young lady standing there.
:: Justicia
:: "Hahahaha! Whoops! Sorry, I really almost took you out! I thought you were some kind of wild animal!" The girl reeks of gunpowder and nitrate. Uzuriel can tell her finely tuned guns are kept in prime condition.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Maybe next time you should look before you shoot. It's alright though. I know you didn't mean any harm." Uzuriel decides to give the young lady the benefit of the doubt, since she apologized right away. She waves and turns, anxious to continue on her flight.
:: Justicia
:: "Wait a minute! I know you! You're the great angel Uzuriel, aren't you?! I've wanted to spar with you practically my whole life! You can't leave without at least a short match!"	
:Goddess of Justice
:: Uzuriel
:: As Uzuriel sped through the outer limits of the Aura Kingdom, she was nearly knocked out of the sky by a massive onslaught from the side. She whipped around to face the direction that the attack had come from, and was surprised to see a young lady standing there.
:: Justicia
:: "Hahahaha! Whoops! Sorry, I really almost took you out! I thought you were some kind of wild animal!" The girl reeks of gunpowder and nitrate. Uzuriel can tell her finely tuned guns are kept in prime condition.
:: Uzuriel
:: "Maybe next time you should look before you shoot. It's alright though. I know you didn't mean any harm." Uzuriel decides to give the young lady the benefit of the doubt, since she apologized right away. She waves and turns, anxious to continue on her flight.
:: Justicia
:: "Wait a minute! I know you! You're the great angel Uzuriel, aren't you?! I've wanted to spar with you practically my whole life! You can't leave without at least a short match!"
:Growing Friendship
:: Justicia
:: "Incredible! You're powers are even more amazing than I had imagined! You dodged every single one of my attacks!" Even as Justicia stood defeated, she couldn't contain her excitement about Uzuriel's prominent skills. The fact that she had just lost the fight didn't even seem to faze her.
:: Uzuriel
:: "You're not too shabby yourself. Every shot was right on target. You definitely made it difficult for me to dodge them." Sometimes the difference between victory and defeat is just a little luck, especially when both sides are proficient fighters. Uzuriel knows better than to underestimate her opponent.
:: "What's your name?" Uzuriel extends her hand.
:: Justicia
:: "I'm Justicia. Glad to make your acquaintance!" The two shook hands, and just like that the opponents became friends.	
:Growing Friendship
:: Justicia
:: "Incredible! You're powers are even more amazing than I had imagined! You dodged every single one of my attacks!" Even as Justicia stood defeated, she couldn't contain her excitement about Uzuriel's prominent skills. The fact that she had just lost the fight didn't even seem to faze her.
:: Uzuriel
:: "You're not too shabby yourself. Every shot was right on target. You definitely made it difficult for me to dodge them." Sometimes the difference between victory and defeat is just a little luck, especially when both sides are proficient fighters. Uzuriel knows better than to underestimate her opponent.
:: "What's your name?" Uzuriel extends her hand.
:: Justicia
:: "I'm Justicia. Glad to make your acquaintance!" The two shook hands, and just like that the opponents became friends.	
:Growing Friendship
:: Justicia
:: "Incredible! You're powers are even more amazing than I had imagined! You dodged every single one of my attacks!" Even as Justicia stood defeated, she couldn't contain her excitement about Uzuriel's prominent skills. The fact that she had just lost the fight didn't even seem to faze her.
:: Uzuriel
:: "You're not too shabby yourself. Every shot was right on target. You definitely made it difficult for me to dodge them." Sometimes the difference between victory and defeat is just a little luck, especially when both sides are proficient fighters. Uzuriel knows better than to underestimate her opponent.
:: "What's your name?" Uzuriel extends her hand.
:: Justicia
:: "I'm Justicia. Glad to make your acquaintance!" The two shook hands, and just like that the opponents became friends.
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