"Most impressive, you were able to discover my true identity. The again, it wasn't that hard, considering you lured me here."
A disembodied voice spoke out to the four heroes.
"The Crusader Priestess, I presume. So, how do you like being referred to as?"
"The gentleman, eh Sinola? You may call me Sloth."
"And so Sloth, what will you do, fight us and die, or let us go and still die?"
"How cute, Cillon believes we are all fighters. Well, unfortunately, I do not fight myself. A sloth is to lazy to learn fighting styles. Sooooooooooo, ugh, talking too much bothers me...Anyways, watch this little demonstration on to why the Crusaders you are, will ruin the world."
A snap of fingers was heard.
"And by the way, I'm going to take my statue away so you can't bother me."