- Kassandra: No, we fight.
- Pre-Trial Master of Strength: Are you sure you would not prefer to spend your shiny drachmae—
- Kassandra: We fight.
- Pre-Trial Master of Strength: Then let the crushing begin!
Kassandra and the Trial Master drew their swords.
- Pre-Trial Master of Strength: You should have bought my Token, yes? Very good price! Now you must pay a new price... DEATH.
I will use your bones to pick your other bones from my teeth.
Kassandra defeated the Trial Master.
- Pre-Trial Master of Strength: UGH! This isn't what winning feels like...!
Crush, crush, crush...
Kassandra approached him.
- Pre-Trial Master of Strength: What—what am I feeling? What is this?
- Kassandra: The shame of defeat.
- Pre-Trial Master of Strength: This is defeat?
Kassandra shrugged
- Pre-Trial Master of Strength: ...Winning is better, yes.
The Token of Strength is yours. Have a wonderful day—and please don't hit me again.
As Kassandra prepared to leave, the Pre-Trial Master joined the chorus of the civilians around the stage.
- Pre-Trial Master of Strength: My favorite bones! You have crushed them to dust INSIDE of my skin. You ARE a champion, yes!
