— Lucians Suite, Afternoon.
Lucian spent the morning fooling around with Elda, who lay fainted on her side in the spare room. He sighed as the time for the last fight of the tournament came close. His body was lethargic from the intense morning exercise with Elda that left her unable to walk and him with dulled senses.
'Ah, I am so tired… Lust go fight for me,'
'…'
'Why did you keep going even after she became comatose? Did your time as a moron affect you? Oh, forgive me… That's ongoing.' (Chaos)
'Shall I just kill all centaurs?'
'Please! Master Lucifer, all mighty and wondrous! How could you ever be a moron? It's all the fault of that fool's lust!'
'Nani!?' (Lust)
He felt the jokes with these guys filled him was a bit of power as he dragged his heavy body from the heavenly sofa.
'Don't forget me, my beloved Sasha!'
'Did you just call a sofa beloved?' (Lust)
'Why is she called Sasha? She is clearly a Bianca!' (Chaos)
'Please… Sloth… Greed…. Save me from these retards!'