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Book (TBFGK)
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Panel by panel (131:1)

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Turn Number:8 AW
Side's Turn:Royal Crown Coalition

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Panels: 13
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Panel 1

Prince Ansom is approaching the Lord Hamster from above. Below the Royal's tush and legs is Parson, passive and awaiting his fate. Ansom's hands are on his hips, projecting power.

Prince Ansom: "Royalty.



I think not.

Panel 2

Silhouettes of Prince Ansom and Parson against the blue sky are shadowed by four Archons.[edit]

Prince Ansom: By strength and by duty and by honor does Royalty lead all, in the Titans' path.

There is no other way.

Erfworld needs no other way.

Panel 3

Prince Ansom is seen from Parson's viewpoint, his hand in the foreground as he points at Parson with righteous anger. An Archon hovers behind him.[edit]

Prince Ansom: These qualities which you mock in us have led me to prevail.

That is the only rebuttal needed.

Kneel. I will have your sword.

Panel 4

Lord Hamster kneels and offers his sword in submission to Prince Ansom.[edit]
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Panel 5

Ansom's hand begins to close around the sword hilt, but instead his fingers touch some considerably larger semitransparent surface that surrounds it.[edit]
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Panel 6

The surprise on Prince Ansom's face, in close-up, is enhanced by a red glow shadowing his features from below.[edit]
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Panel 7

The veil splits with a reddish glow as it reveals Bogroll and his great club were pretending to be his beloved Lord Hamster.[edit]
Bogroll: For my Lord... [edit]

Panel 8

Bogroll spits out the name of his Lord and master with pride, anger, and confidence.[edit]
Bogroll: Hamstaaaaaaahrr! [edit]

Panel 9

Prince Ansom cringes away from the twoll, as Bogroll pulls back the club and rushes forward towards his destiny.

Prince Ansom: Beast!

You treacherous...

Panel 10

Prince Ansom's righteousness is replaced by abject fear as his Arkenpliers are struck from his hands, leaving him defenseless against a much larger twoll wielding a very large club.
Sound effect as Bogroll strikes away the Arkenpliers: SWAT [edit]

Panel 11

Bogroll has Prince Ansom by the throat, and the two freefall together from the tall Tower of Efdup.[edit]

Bogroll: Eyaaahh!

Prince Ansom: Ulk!

Panel 12

One of the Archons bends over to look at the falling pair. The other three have retreated somewhat.[edit]

Auburn Archon: Mn. You know...

Jaclyn probably would've warned him that was a Twoll with a veil on it.

Panel 13

A second Archon turns her head away, closes her eyes, and crosses her arms. She is not taking the suggestion that they should have helped positively.[edit]

Blonde Archon: They're not... paying... for spell security!

Auburn Archon: I'm just saying.