“HAHAHAAHAHAH!” laughed Spadang Skaran as he sat on his thron laughing.
“Sir” sed the goon talking to him. “Pendragon has destroyd your entir fleat!”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!” Spadang replied. He did not giv one solitry shit.
“He’s killed yor wife!”
“He defeeted your general!”
“Theres a whole army of Oothers coming towards us rite n…”
He couldn’t finish teh sentence for the usual reason wen goons are talking to Spadang.
“MY EMPIRE HAS GONE LOL! MY WIFE IS DEAD LOL! SO I DON’T HAVE ANYTHING. TO. LOSE.” Spadang said to thin air. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!”
“Sir” came a scared voice on nthe gomlink. “We need to mobolise defence now!”
“SHUT UP DOG WANKER” Sapdang replied. “DON’T THINK I CANT GET YOU FROM THERE!”
He mashed every button on his panel. Through the speaker he heard the goon sayin with fear…
“OH NO! ITS BOILING ACID!”
“Sir your mad!” another voice came. “You just killd 200 of your goons!”
“I DON’T CARE! HAHAHAHAAH!” Spadang was mad. “OOTHER HAS KILLD EVERYTING I STAND FOR!” He paused. “Who are the real monsters?”
“You need us all for defence!”
“HAHAHAHAHA FOOL! IM SPADANG SKARAN AND IM THE RULER OF AN EVIL AMPIRE AND I DON’T NEED DEFENCE!” he said pressing a button and killing 200 MORE goons.
Spadang did not care anymor. Besides, hed met with the three witches and they’d told him he could not die and no people could kill him.
But he didn’t care anyway. Oother had taken away all his badassnes and Spadang just wanted him to go down.
“I DON’T GIVE A FUCK! IMA TAKE ALL YOR FUCKIN BULLETS!” he shouted standing on a starcase. He had magick on his side, and he would kill Oother with it. Unlike Merlin, he would USE magick and not have it dominate him. He summond a hitload of oozies rocket launchers and pasma guns.
Beats a bunch of pussy herpes, he thought.
“ALRIGHT OOTHER PENDRAGON!” he yelled. “SAY HELLO TO MY LEETLE FREN!”
And he laughed the loudest he had in his life. “HAHAHA” doesnt do it justise.
Max Smith stood exosted on the ground. Above him the skies wer free of Starlins evil plague. His work had beendone.
“Gentlemen” he aid to his two conrads. “The sky is clear”.
Looking around he saw the motunless corpses of all the lawyers who had died for them. Their deaths were not in vane.
“Bawss” said Hans Solo, holding a litsabre that was flickering. “I cant use it no mor. The Force…”
“And my yen” sed Suelu. “I tried meditating and can even levitate!”
“Our magick is draned” Max Smith said, coughing. “We used it more than one Time Lord or foolish human shud be able to. Our role in the fight agenst Skaran has been dun. This is all we can do, but its up to somon else now…”
He lookd up into the sky and saw a massive swarm of shapes converging on the Evil Doom Fortress of Foom.
“He’s a cunt. He’s a foolish human. He rejecs magick when it shud be used.”
Badass shapes. Shapes that looked like a badass king who now feared no magick. A badass king that was going to take Spadang Skaran down!
“But Oother Pendragon is the only hope we have.”
He laughed evilly.