Eternity: Don�t you think you should be a bit more cautious? This isn�t your castle anymore�
Morpheus: Not my� I built this place!
Patrick: You should probably listen to her�

Nar.: Morpheus looked at Eternity. To his horror, she stared transforming before his eyes. Her skin became dark and leathery, and her eyes pointed. Talons grew out of her fingertips and her canine teeth grew elongated and sharp. Everything about her changed except her eyes. They were a bright amber color, and glistened in the darkness. She screamed.

Patrick: What is that?
Crytos: Fantastic!
Calia: Oh my Goddess�
Morpheus: Eternity?

Nar.: The hunched over creature turned towards them, eyes glowing.

Eternity: Mortals�

Nar.: Eternity�s voice had warped along with her body. It had become raspy and almost unintelligible, like she was talking underwater. Suddenly, the world swirled and cheesy battle music started playing. Against their will, they all got in fighting stance.

Calia: What�s going on?!
Crytos: Hmmm� seems like we have to fight�
Patrick: Fight?! I don�t know how to fight!
Morpheus: Oh! I know! This must be a boss battle! I�ve never played one of these directly, but I�ve seen it done.
Calia: Great�

Nar.: The evil creature reared up and hit Morpheus. The number 256 floated in the air in front of him, and he doubled over.

Crytos: Hmmm.. I�m seeing this as bad�

Nar.: Patrick rushed up to the monster, and hit her in the foot with a rather large hammer. The creature squealed and the number 52 floated in front of her. This move was followed by a fireball from Calia.

Calia: Hadoken!
Crytos: Hado-what?

Nar.: The numbers 652 appeared in front of the monster.

Morpheus: Help me�

Nar.: Morpheus used what little strength he had left and lashed out at the monster with a bolt spell. Eternity�s skeleton lit up as she was hit by a bolt of lightning. The numbers 572 floated by her.

Patrick: I wish I could heal him�
Morpheus: You can dammit! You�re a white mage.
Patrick: Oh� really?
Morpheus: (smacks head) Yes�
Crytos: Hmph� It�s my turn isn�t it?

Nar.: Crytos walked up to the monster and started talking about the political issues of the fantastic Middle East, which he had read about in some book. While Crytos was doing this, Patrick danced around and cast a Cure spell on Morpheus. The numbers 140 floated by in blue.

Morpheus: Thank you. What is Crytos doing?
Calia: No clue�

Nar.: Crytos continued to talk until the creature fell over, sleeping.

Crytos: Wow� It actually worked.
Patrick: Does this mean we win?
Calia: No� It�s only sleeping.
Patrick: So? Can�t we just leave her there? She looks so peaceful.
Morpheus: We should probably just go� We�ve wasted too much time. My cousin probably knows we�re here by now.

Nar.: The party walked towards the door. They exited the room ad made the long trek out of the basement.

Nar.: The great doors of the city, Hawaiino, opened to reveal a festive atmosphere. The hunters put Votor, John, and Luna down o the ground. They had all recovered from the traveling sickness, and were assaulted by the people of the city. Or, to be more accurate, the scantly clad young women of the city.

Votor: Wow! I�ve died and gone to heaven!
John: You�re telling me� Hey beautiful�
Luna: Oh my God� Shoot me�
Nar.: The scantly clad women of the city walked up to them and placed brightly colored leis around their necks. When they had more leis than they knew what to do with, a young woman approached them. She had brown hair, brown eyes, and was wearing an orange sarong.

Woman: Aloha. I am Hananano Bananano Mork� but you can just call me Hanano� or Hana� or even 81141. I am the royal fashion adviser.
Luna: Fashion adviser?
Hana: Yeah� The royal advisor was busy with the Usurper� but since you�re here� We can kick him off the plane!

Nar.: Hananano smiled at them. A long period of silence followed her statement. They all stood unmoving and looking in different directions. Finally, Hanano broke the silence.

Hana: So� Which one of you is the king anyway?

Nar.: The three of them looked at each other.

Sho: I�ve been told it�s me�

Nar.: They all turned towards Sho.

John: Huh? You�re a king?
Luna: When did this happen?
Votor: I still think I should be king�

Nar.: They all shot evil looks in Votor�s direction.

Votor: What? What�d I say?
Hana: Yeah� so, anyway� (to hunters) Why this guy?
Hunter 1: He�s wearing the Golden Opal.
Hana: THE Golden Opal?
Hunter 1: Yes� (pauses for dramatic effect) The Golden Opal.

Nar.: When Hanano heard this, she dropped to one knee.

Hana: Forgive me� sire.

Nar.: Before Sho could say anything, a number of trumpets started to blare, along with a lone sousa.

Hana: Oh no! He�s coming!
John: Who?
Hana: Tu�Qual Kimm� the Usurper� (dramatic chords� DUN DUN DUN)
Hunter 3: And his beautiful and talented wife� ED HaeJin Heart-Kimm�
Votor: Heart?!
Hana: Yes� She�s from an orphanage in the Otherworld�
Votor: I have a sister?!
Sho: What?! There�s more than one of you?! Noooo!
Hunter 3: Don�t worry. She�s nothing like him. She�s so� dreamy� (sigh)
Luna: Right� shouldn�t we be paying attention to them?

Nar.: Luna pointed at Tu�Qual and HaeJin, who had arrived while they were talking. Tu�Qual was tall and silent, as was his wife. His hair was a blondish orangey color, which was partially hidden under a brown hat, and his slanted dark eyes regarded them solemnly. He was dressed very unlike a king, in fact, he was wearing a green t-shirt under a checkered green shirt. His pants were a dark khaki color, and hung low over his boots, which were a color similar to his hair. HaeJin had shoulder-length black hair with blondish orangey colored highlights. She was wearing a red Chinese dress, complete with the golden embroidery and high collar. No one moved.

Nar.: Daltran and Arden climbed up the steep steps to the tower for the second time that day.

Arden: Ugh� Couldn�t they have installed an elevator for this? I mean, it�s so much more sensible for moving stuff up and down�
Daltran: (sigh) You youngins don�t know what work is, these days. You know, when I was your age, I was young, and I didn�t know what hard work was either. So, there!
Arden: Uh� Right.
Daltran: And we didn�t have any of these new fangled ELEVATORS either! Humph. We had to use magical transport spells that made you disappear and reappear somewhere else. Now that worked out the legs.
Arden: Does this have a point?
Daltran: Yes! The point is you youngins have it way too easy. I remember when� Arden: Ah� Shoot me.