[Heard at the top of Bekarna’s Observatory, one moonless night] Concelhaut – At last, I shall put an end to the perambulations of Archibald Troubafist! Time to “punch” your ticket, Watcher (hehehe). This might hurt a bit… Archibald Troubafist – You fool! Pain only makes me stronger! I shall fist you ‘til you die, then sing songs about it! Concelhaut – I… Wait, what?! Archibald Troubafist – Yallaaah! [Fist, Fist, Invocation, Fist, Fist, Fist, Invocation…] ----------------