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Let's call it quits here. Your moves are too predictable.
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I'm sure your path and mine... ...will never cross again. Never.
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I don't want advice from a stalker like you.
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Do you really think you look like me? You're missing something very important... Brilliance.
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A cat-girl with over-the-knee stockings...? T-The destructive power of this combination is...is...
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You've picked the wrong opponent. To attack one of God's loyal servants...
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(A dwarven leader, eh? Hmmm...) I'm very interested in dwarven culture. Do you think you could teach me about it?
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Your "master" won't even make it to the feet of my God. ...That's just how things are.
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Are you trying to be a nihilist? Why don't you grow up?
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A life-style like yours is very unwise... But...
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You're so hopeless... If you really want to, I'll let you be my friend... Hey! Hey, you! Don't go!
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Oh, wandering soul... I shall send you back to the depths of Hell.
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(Could she be from a noble background? ...I'd better leave a good impression.) Are you okay, lovely lady?
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So you're the son of Dyna, the Silver Knight. Hmm...
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You must be the Hero Watson. I'm well-known at the Ma Jolle Royal Academy... Eh? You don't know me? Impossible!
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