"The games have concluded." The Goddess of War bellows. "Let us judge your results."
"No need to be so loud about it." Edurmon, now in the form of a shower of pink sparks, whirls around the room.
"Hmmph." Palindera scoffs but does quiet down a little. "At least these mortals had the bravery to attempt the challenge presented."
"I suppose that counts for something. Not much, but something. As to the actual results…"
"- you were all incredible!" Edurmon interrupts, now bobbing up and down in a sparkling display, not unlike fireworks.
"Golden laurels in every event! I could not be more proud. You are all the true champions of these games."
"Bah." Palindera waves a hand dismissively. "They merely performed as they were ordered. That is the least that can be expected of a soldier."
"Oh, come on, Pally. You have to admit that was impressive." Edurmon goads the Goddess of War.