-Settles with sitting on the floor-
-Meanwhile, in Nacrene-
A Resistance Druddigon:
<Come on, move the line along now.>
-He is ushering evacuees through a portal set up in one of the warehouses-
Okay, how did a Garbodor get here?
Oh, I hope everything turns out all right...
<Gotta move that gear up! Plant yourselves on the other end of that portal, fellas!>
<O what a world! Forced to evacuate an entire region as it falls to the grip of a swashbuckling swine and his compatriots! Such indecent brutality! But with this radiant vortex ahead of us, we shall abscond from this miserable place; free to die on a later date. But it pains me to leave this site, the site of the great Hero of Hope! O how I wi->
-At that moment, the doors slam open-
<%$#@! Everyone through NOW!>
-Before anyone further can get through, Bisharp has batted Druddigon out of the way and sliced the portal's wall apart, terminating it-
-The rest of his goons soon arrive, and begin arresting them-
<Yessss... Quite a haul here. Bring them back to the palace's dungeons. I intend to have some fun once it's execution time...>
-He looks down at his blade and grins-