...replied, "Heh. The years haven't been kind, Setzer. Oh, for the years when we just adventured through the world, careless, free. We'll never have them again, will we, old friend?" "Actually...I've had some interesting adventures, and I've been pretty careless. But I guess I'm not a king." "No. You aren't. It isn't easy, Setzer. Kings are not a happy lot." "Cyan would say the same thing." Edgar stared up, anger in his eyes. "Cyan is dead. He will trouble me no more. All who oppose the Dark One will fall." "Dark One? What are you talking about?" Edgar suddenly seemed to tense all of his muscles. With an incredible forearm slash, he aimed to decapitate Setzer. Only just as he slashed, Keyla chopped his elbow with her fist. The Dark Blade flew out of his grasp, and Setzer made a run out of the castle. "B_tch! How DARE you second guess your king!" Edgar lifted the Dark Blade from the floor. Keyla knew that she didn't stand a chance against the NEW Edgar. "Bork!" she screamed. The skylight shattered and the purple Chocobo game soaring into the room. Keyla flew out of the castle. "Dark Master! Send me means to pursue the traitor!" A dragon three times the size of a Chocobo appeared in the throne room, its eyes as red as Edgar. And Edgar prepared to chase Keyla.