[The Darkling laughs quietly in the dark, inching forward towards the light in the distance and his shadows rush out in front of him, a protective barrier to who or what might be luring down the path that he has chosen.]
I can assure you, I am not an infant. [And closer, the shadows starting to blot out the faint light.] I know butter, but I never play unless I'm sure to win.
[Except for the games Ti'shaaz made them play to earn money.]
I should be with you momentarily.
[The light dies under his shadows, the darkness complete in the tunnels below the Lionetta head quarters as the Darkling steps closer to the golden door at the end of the tunnel.]
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I can assure you, I am not an infant. [And closer, the shadows starting to blot out the faint light.] I know butter, but I never play unless I'm sure to win.
[Except for the games Ti'shaaz made them play to earn money.]
I should be with you momentarily.
[The light dies under his shadows, the darkness complete in the tunnels below the Lionetta head quarters as the Darkling steps closer to the golden door at the end of the tunnel.]