Scenario:Four Knights of a Fallen Land - Chapter 6: Four Knights of a Fallen Land - Episode 4

Four Knights of a Fallen Land - Chapter 6: Four Knights of a Fallen Land - Episode 4

As Isabella prepares the king's body for sacrifice, Siegfried shows up and snatches the king away in the nick of time. Trembling with rage, Isabella steps into her own summoning circle and calls forth the Otherworld Nomad.

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Lancelot: Isabella! Stop!

Isabella: Ahahaha! You're too late! The time has come!

Vane: Darn! Are we too late?

King Carl: ...

Isabella: Open the gate to the Crimson Horizon!

Isabella: I offer in exchange a bountiful soul! The soul... of a king!

Isabella: I summon ye, otherworldly visitor. Arise!

In response to Isabella's chant, the summoning circle on the floor activates.

Suddenly a dark shadow drops down into the throne room and spirits King Carl away.

Isabella: What!

Siegfried: Your tyranny is at an end, Isabella.

Isabella: Siiiegfried! Why are you here, you meddling twerp!

Isabella: Aaagh, this can't be happening! Interloper! Encroacher! Trespasser! Infiltrator! Interferer! Ahhrgh!

Lancelot: Siegfried! How did you...

Vane: Oho! I knew you'd come!

Isabella: Ahhhrrgh! Hatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehate! Aaagarblearblearhh!

Isabella, who has completely lost her mind, staggers toward the summoning circle, her eyes glazed with insanity.

Siegfried: Stop her! Get Isabella away from the summoning circle!

???: At last, I am free.

A dark shape manifests, rising from black flames that have now begun erupting from the summoning circle.

Siegfried: No, we were too late...

???: Caro et os... Cogito, ergo sum... Finally I am risen.

Percival: Zounds! What is that vile abomination!

Gareth: !

Percival: Over there... Is that... Siegfried?

Gareth: Isa... bella...

Percival: Gareth!

Percival: Tch... Halting this demon comes first!

Otherworld Nomad: Crimson Horizon, de principibus et regibus daemoniorum, pseudomonarchia daemonum, ego sum Dominus. I will soar among the azure.

Otherworld Nomad: To bind me to this realm, I require a blood sacrifice. Oderint dum metuant!

Isabella: Heeheehee. Of course, of course! Anything you require... Submerge this world in a vortex of woe!

Isabella: Heeheehee... Ahahahaaa... Huff... Wheeze...

Gareth: No! Isabella, he means to take your soul!

Gareth: Dammit! What am I to do? Aaahhgh!

Isabella: Uuuhrgh... Gasp...

Gareth: H-he'll destroy everything for us! Isabella, you have to command him!

Isabella: Uuurghh! D-destroy... them... all! Uuungh...

Otherworld Nomad: You should be honored. Dulce et decorum est, pro? Dominus mori. Annihilation will reign upon them by the mere lift of my finger.

Siegfried: Humph... I guess he's not going to leave quietly.

Otherworld Nomad: Mad king, false king, distorted by love and hate. Ahahaha! Indeed it is comical.

Otherworld Nomad: Or it would be, were it not so pitiful... You people never cease to entertain me.

Otherworld Nomad: This city is filled with the pandemonium I revel in. Regnat chaos!

The three knights naturally gather beside Siegfried.

Lancelot: Siegfried, what is that thing?

Siegfried meets the gaze of the gravely wounded Lancelot and nods deeply as if to acknowledge his struggle.

Siegfried: Lancelot, this demon has been called here from another world using long-lost, forbidden magic.

Percival: You're going to have to explain a little better than that, Siegfried.

Siegfried: Percival? It's been a while.

Siegfried narrows his eyes at Percival, emotion seething in his gaze.

Siegfried: There will be plenty of time for talk if we get out of this alive.

Vane: Anyway all we have to do is send it packing. Right, Siegfried?

Siegfried's mouth lifts into a wry smile.

Siegfried: Vane, I see you've grown a little as a man, but you make it sound so easy.

Otherworld Nomad: Have you knights quite finished?

Siegfried: Heh, how cool and collected... But your attempt at politeness is irritating.

Percival: Humph, letting that thing linger a moment longer would be a disgrace to our order.

Percival: Let us not cling to past honor. Failure to act will make this a nightmare. That thing's going down with Isabella!

Vane: Right on, Percival! Let's make him sorry he ever slithered into our realm!

Lyria: Us too! We want to fight by your side!

Vyrn: Are you ready, (Captain)?

Lancelot: Thank you, (Captain).

Lancelot: Now to show you the power of the knights worthy of the name White Dragon!

Otherworld Nomad: Ahahaha! You would join forces against me?

Otherworld Nomad: Sic infit. Do your worst.