The Great Demon Lord Sickle is in her Second form, and is now looming over the battlefield, staring at all those below her.
Sickle: How did you like my singing, human? Wasn't it beautiful? (Sickle mocks the injured Chris Goldheart)... Wait a minute, What are you doing on your knees Cannibal?! Don't tell me that two humans are too much for you to handle! (Sickle asks)
Cannibal: I was just catching my breath, there's no way that a human can keep me down. (Cannibal said as he nervously rises to his feet, but still a bit wary of the silent Mr Perfect)
Sickle: Join me, Cannibal! Join me in this new course of action! For so long, we've been looked down on by our peers because of our weekness, but they forget that even the weak can grow stronger. Let us rise up the ranks, Cannibal! And become the gods we were destined to become! (Sickle tells him)
