LORD VEIGAR, THE MASTER OF EVIL, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. PEASANT.
FROM THE AGE OF UR'NOXIAN TO THESE CURRENT AGE OF DEMONS, I'VE ALWAYS BEEN SLAYING.
MISSING PLAGUEY LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER RIGHT NOW.
NO YOU IDIOT, THE STUDY OF IT. I MEAN, SURE, I CAN CALL DOWN DARK MATTER BUT- WELL THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT AT ALL.
I'VE ALMOST BEEN KILLED MY WHOLE DAMN LIFE IM NOT SCARED OF AN EGG.
ARE YOU THREATENING ME WITH SPACE. I LOVE SPACE.
WELL, I'M LOOKING DOWN ON YOU SO, WELL. YOU ARE A PEASANT.
JUST A REMINDER THAT I'VE ALWAYS BEEN ROCKING THAT SHIT
I'M ABOUT TO HAVE A "GENERATIONAL RUN" OF VILLAINY. JUST. LIKE. REALLY SOON. AS SOON AS THE GRAND PLAN GOES OVER ITS THIRD REVISION.
VEIGAR
OKAY, OKAY!! JUST WAIT THERE FOR YOU WILL BE STUNNED!
[ Going behind a corner. Sound of magic and also... Well the sound of them struggling to put heels on.
Finally, with a sparkle of magic and a gay little wave of their hands... ]
COWER, FOOL, FOR YOU DO NOT HAVE THE POWER TO WITHSTAND THIS!
