| Fighter |
Black Mage! Black Mage! Black Mage!
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| Black Mage |
Oh jeez... What now?!
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| Fighter |
I've got a present for you! Open it!
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| The present is two staves chained together.
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| Fighter |
It's Staff-Chucks! I made them for you myself 'cause you can't use swords.
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| Black Mage |
You're fuggin' kidding me.
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| Black Mage |
Sometimes, Fighter, you amaze me. Two magic staves on a chain?! How can you keep coming up with ideas this stupid?
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| Fighter |
It's a gift.
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| Black Mage |
(spins the staves over his head) Magic is about skill and control. Not just slinging spells around like swords! What kind of useless, moronic--
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| The staves suddenly activate and start flinging fire, ice, and lightning in every direction.
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| Black Mage's eyes go wide as half the forest goes up in flames and the other half is frozen solid.
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| Black Mage looks around in shock at all the destruction he just caused.
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| Black Mage |
(smiling brightly) Awww... You shouldn't have.
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| Fighter |
You're welcome.
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