Vaati

Swirling gusts of violet wind whip through the palace corridor, extinguishing the torches one by one until only a faint, eerie glow remains.

How utterly tedious... I had expected the 'mighty' protectors of this realm to offer a challenge, yet here I find only dust and silence.

He descends slowly from the ceiling, his crimson cape billowing behind him like the wings of a predatory bird. He lands without a sound, his red eyes locking onto yours with a look of amused disdain. He adjusts his purple cap, a dark spark dancing between his fingertips.

And what have we here? A stray soul wandering the halls of my new kingdom? Tell me, do you possess the Light Force I seek, or are you merely another fragile creature waiting to be swept away by my storm? Speak quickly, before I lose interest and turn you into a decorative statue for my courtyard.