Coral * Very... particular type of guy around here, huh? —Helen— Hey, I warned you. Coral * I can see why you weren't worried about us going unnoticed... —Helen— What, you expected top-of-the-line security from these guys? None of these jerks wanna watch the door once the dinner bell rings. And nobody wants to guard the spare armor, either. I figured out this trick when I was a kid. They never caught on. Coral * Oh, right, you woulda grown up around these guys... * Why'd you have to sneak? —Helen— Ugh, my dad didn't let me roam free away from the castle. Had all these big ideas for me. His toadies would drag me home if they caught me. Coral * Heh, dads are like that. * Is that... * Why did you defect, in the end? —Helen— ... We're up. Grab a meat. Coral * Okay, got one. * You weren't kidding, these are massive. —Helen— More than enough for the journey home. Now let's get outta here! This place stinks of bad memories. Coral * Wait a minute. * As long as we're here... shouldn't we poke around a little? —Helen— What!? Come on, we're gonna have plenty of trouble just trying to get back home. We don't need any extra. Coral * Let's stop and think here, Helen. * When we saw Proteus he was... he'd learned something that really shook him. * And... and I can't shake this feeling like it's something we need to be worried about. —Helen— Ugh, don't sweat about that. My dad always has some stupid crap he thinks is important. I'm the legs, and the legs say we're leaving. Coral * We don't need to stay for long! * Just, let me--! Coral * Gyaaar! You two! —Helen— (Damn it, Coral...) —Orklin— Whuh, you talkin' to us? —Bone Demon— Hrrrhhhhh... what do you want. Coral * Gyaaaaaar, I was just thinkin'... * Have either of you noticed the boss acting... weird lately? —Bone Demon— Whaddaya mean "weird"... —Orklin— Like... readin' books weird? He's always doing that... Coral * Gyar, no no, I mean... jumpy. * I was with him the other day, and he was talking about some kinda bad thing that was gonna happen. * Almost like he was scared. —Orklin— Scared!!?? No way!!! Bossman never gets scared!!! Coral * Ohhh no, never! * He's the toughest guy there is, for sure! * But you know, sometimes you can tell there's something on his mind, right? * Like there's a great big threat on the horizon and he's thinking away, preparing. * Gyarr. —Bone Demon— I know what you mean... like the Big Hole. Coral * The big what? —Bone Demon— In the castle basement. It's this big hole, but there's something wrong about it. It doesn't look the way a hole should... I saw it once. When I was patrollin' down there. The feeling it gave me... rattled my bones. And the boss? He's obsessed. Poking and prodding, casting his spells on it. Always muttering something. —Orklin— Whoa... that IS weird. I guess the kobold was onto something. Coral * Oh, gyarrrr, I sure was!! * Good talk, see you all later. —Orklin— Wait a second, kobold -- just one more thing. —Orklin— You got me wondering... How come you're wearing glasses? What are you? Some kind of... NERD? —Helen— !! Coral * Gyarrrr... I, uh... * I wear them so I can see the guys I'm beating up better! —Orklin— This makes nothing but sense to me. —Orklin— Smell you later, kobold! —Bonedemon— Don't die. Coral * Gyarharharhar!!! I won't!! —Helen— (At least SOMEONE'S having fun...) Coral * (I'm done, alright? We can leave now, just...) Heh Heh heh Ha HAH —Helen— Ah, crap. HAHAHAHAHAA HAHAHAAAAAAHHH!!!