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((Now, I'll be honest. I have no idea what he just said. I don't even know what language that might be.))

Percival grumbles and laughs at the aura of death but begins to think and becomes infuriated, taking and grabbing a sword from a rack on his wall and whips it sending the glowing blade through the skull of one of his andriod. "THATS IT! SCREW THAT DEAD MAN! I HAVE POWER! AND NO ONE CAN TAKE IT FROM ME!" He was enfuriated and the only release of his anger he could think to do was to take it out on his slaves. Namely the dragon close by. "Its your fault I DONT GET ANY RESPECT FROM PEOPLE LIKE HIM! BECAUSE OF YOUR FAILURE YOU PATHETIC WASTE OF SCALES!" He says grabbing a gaint titanium hammer from a nearby robot. Kicking Drake Repeatedly. "GET UP YOU PATHETIC FAILURE! STAND UP AND FACE YOUR MASTER"


Drake lets out a growl as he slowly picks himself up onto his feet and kneels down looking down at Percival with eyes of hate. He wanted to tear his claws into this fat excuse of humanity, he wanted him to die a painful agonizing death but he couldnt do more than bow his head.

Percival glares up at the dragon with his mallet in hand. "STUPID DAMN EXCUSE FOR A WASTE OF SCALES!" He says swinging the hammer up and Striking Drake hard in the side of the head causing the dragon to hit the ground hard.

Drake growls until he takes the hit and falls onto the ground unconcious, blood dripping from the side of his face from the hammers shot as he lays there, he wasnt dead but he was......well it wasnt good. He wasnt going to be awake for a few days.

Percival walks over and checks Drake's pulse and grumbles, spitting on the scales. "....Hes still alive....Get him back to his cell, lock him up and block his vision. I dont want him to see the slaughter of the other three competitors in this up coming show." Percival says beginning to laugh as the andriods drag him away. "Heehe.....hahaha....HA...HAHAHa...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAAAAAAAHAHAHA!" His laughter of power roaring through his office

A green moth fluttered into Percy's office, hardly perceptible, and landed softly on his head. In a quick second, the moth bit into the skin with a small pinch.

(9)

Corellia gestured. Suddenly she was acting nervous. "Yeah..." she said. "Against each other..." Her eyes flitted back and forth between all the others down here, seeming to size them up with apprehension. she gestured urgently.

>"Well anyway if any of you come up with a plausible escape plan be sure to let me know."< and I'll do likewise he signs to them since he has everyone's attention. this is also to show he knows what they were talking about earlier as well.

The bug squashed easily, just like any other bug, but the paper thing wings slowly fell into a soft powder and then blew away with a sudden breeze. A soft sound of laughter entered the room, like sprinkling bells with an underlying velvet purr.

Ora seemed to suddenly appear, walking into the room, her black hair falling loose down to her thighs. "Before you alarm yourself and tell your droids to attack me, percival, you should know something. Right now, my powers are the only thing keeping you alive, take them away, and your head will explode as the shrunken creature inserted above your ear regains it's true size." She took a seat across from his desk. "Now shall we discuss some business?"