
: Hey man... uhm... so...

: I'm, like, totally sorry about that whole "ripping the flesh from your bones" thing that happened. I just went a little crazy...

: Haha...ha...haha... yeaaaah...

So uh... whats up...

: ...

: Oh... are you giving me the cold shoulder?

: Look I'm really sorry about that accident but ya know I'll make sure it doesn't happen again, yeah? We cool?

: ...

: Oh come on, man. Say something...
You break free of Nenem's hold.

: GAH!

: I was not done.

: What were you even doing?!

: Implanting lost memories spanning from your creation to your liberation.

: What does that even... Whatever! I won't let you escape this time.

: You sound like a cliche hero and its quite pitiful. What are you going to do with two swords when you can barely use one.

: I don't have two- Oh look I have two swords now.

: Woah, Man whats going down here?

: Where did the werewolf guy come from?

: I am unsure.

: WAS I ASKING YOU?

: Well, you did-

: IT WAS A RHETORICAL QUESTION!

: Very well. What will you do now then, "Psychomancer". Do you plan to fight me?

: Wait, You're the Psychomancer? You're the guy I'm-

: Not now, Werewolf guy. We'll talk after I cut some sense into Phantom of the Opera over here.

: Go ahead, but this will just result in a draw.
Woah things have picked up pretty quickly. What now?