"Azaron! Is it not you? You have done this! You have killed my friends!" cried the King while his horse was being impaled with the battle axes of Scorpian soldiers.
"You murdering fool! You defiant rouge! You peevish little ogre!" yelled Terran as he was knocked off his slain steed. As the King picked himself off the blood stained ground, Azaron spoke.
"Surprised your highness? You didn't think I'd return to slay you and your pathetic army now did you?"
"You monster!" king Terran leaped off the ground, his brilliant gold sword unsheathed. He whipped the sword around his head, spinning arches and circles with the mighty weapon. As he brought the sword down on Azaron's evil face, he was propelled back with a mighty surge of dark magic. The Vezar crystal enhancing Azaron's unknown powers brought the brave King down.
"Hahahahahahahahaha! You've fallen before me Terran! Soon all of Sikaron will fall to me and these Scorpian idiots! No one can stop me! I'm invincible thanks to the Vezar crystal. Now, you will die at my hands."
"Do your worse you vile being, and I promise...you will never rule Sikaron. N...Not today, not tommorow, never!"
"So be it." said Azaron, blasting the good King with the evil crystal.