Or actually forget it, let's just drag him to town.
Alright, you do this.
INTERMISSION
Reaper: Heh heh heh heh! So you got beaten up...again!
Stracks: It's just that I have the worst luck! I was about to finish him off when some guy smashed me into a wall, and that's the last thing remember before some of our soldiers found me out cold. The shame is unbearable!
Reaper: Well, it doesn't really matter, I guess. What matters is that everyone is here now! Zoru! Soll! Where were you?
Zoru: Capturing Squarriors...so they could become our slaves through hypnosis.
Soll: Hee hee hee! What does it even matter? All that matters is that we're here now, isn't it?
Reaper: Right, right, calm down. I will send you next, Soll. Go to the Glass Garden and prepare our secret weapon.
Soll: Alright, you can count on me! Hee hee! I will give him a shocking surprise, like an unexpected halloween trickster on a gloomy winter night!