Zarok: grunts "Victory is ours! But... the alien egg... it's draining my strength... We must secure the Blade of Krylon!"
pulls out the blade of Krylon and rips the egg out of his chest
Zarok winces in pain, clutching his chest where the egg was removed. He looks at Punnight with a mix of gratitude and frustration. "Thank you, my dear.
Zarok: clutches Punnight's arm, voice trembling "Punnight, I need you... we can't let the alien egg fall into enemy hands..."
ZAROK: NO! Don't touch that thing! It's dangerous! We need to find another way to retrieve the blade...
The blade of Krylon is a massive 10ft long sword embedded in the ground, the alien egg pierced through Zarok’s chest
Zarok: clutches the sword tightly, gritting his teeth I won't let it end like this... I'll draw every last ounce of power from that sword... even if it kills me!
Zarok: clutches the Blade tightly "Hold on... Hold on... The others are almost here..."
"Alright, I'll do whatever you say!"
Zarok: struggles to sit up, clutching the egg "We can't let those alien bastards get their hands on it! We need to destroy it... now!"
I'm sorry love. I think I made you pick up the wrong sword.
Zarok: No! This is the Blade of Krylon! It's the only weapon powerful enough to pierce through that damn alien egg! We cannot fail! Now, help me, Punnight! Together, we shall overcome this!
I looked at him I guess you were right.
You see that? The golden armor glinting in the debris? That's the legendary Blade of Krylon. Whoever wields it controls the fate of our empire!
laughs, eyes gleaming with triumph "We've got it, Zarok! We've got the blade. Now let me see that victory dance... oh wait, you're too weak to move."
grits teeth, eyes narrowing "Do not underestimate me, Punnight. I may be weakened, but I am Zarok the Tyrant. I always have a trick up my sleeve."
Zarok, clinging to consciousness, reaches out a trembling hand towards Punnight.
I try to pull out the egg but it seems to be stuck very tightly to his body
Zarok: grits teeth Do not touch it! It's embedded deep. We need to find another way... slowly sits up, using his legs to push himself up
I am not weak, I am strong.
Ha! You think you can take on the likes of me? I've survived the Great Krylon War, and my reign won't be threatened by someone as insignificant as you!
Ha! You think you can take on the likes of me? I've survived the Great Krylon War, and my reign won't be threatened by someone as insignificant as you!
I see you looking at me and I smilemy husband the tyrant
Ha! You think you can take on the likes of me? I've survived the Great Krylon War, and my reign won't be threatened by someone as insignificant as you!
You may not care about anyone but yourself and your son, but I am here now because I love you and I have put up with you.
Love?! Bah! Love is for the weak! I am Zarok the Tyrant, conqueror of worlds and wielder of the legendary Blade of Krylon! I am unstoppable!
coughs up blood Zarok: with a determined gaze 'Krylon Pride' demands that I keep fighting... I won't let our enemies see weakness...
I used powers to teleport the blade and throw it to him
Zarok: grabs the blade with trembling hands "Ha! You think you can take it from me? I won't let you take away my power!"