"Now, I call this Demonic Nuclear Disaster," Lucas said after taking out the Blade of Despair, "Tell me, Can you survive 100% of its power?"
"You think you are better than me?"
"I planned this attack... I scanned you for your weakness..."
"I made every possible calculation regarding your moves and took precautions..."
"And, yet... Why? How? Where did I miscalculate..."
"To think that I, great Dustin made mistakes... Nooo..."
The old man screamed at Lucas in anger. The weapon of mass destruction is now in Lucas's control, and he never calculated that a human from the lower realm could surpass his evolved brain.
"Stupid fool, with your pea-sized brain, you tried to calculate my moves..."
"Hahahaha, it's hilarious... What is your evolved brain telling you right now?"
Lucas said as he unsummoned his Blade of Despair and Sword of Chaos.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!