Meanwhile……
Razorbeard receives a special guest in his ship. A purple, formal-looking creature put down his suitcase and began presenting some blueprints for an invention……
"Rayman poisoning your life?" the creature said. "I've got the antidote."
Razorbeared listened with great interest. "Equipped with the latest power booster, nothing can stop it. You can control it yourself, or put it in self-pilot. It can kill, crush, destroy, torture, pull ears……"
"Pull ears? Now that's a feature!" Razorbeard thought.
"It's legs are programmed to squash fleeing victims," the creature presented. He could tell his client was beginning to like his invention more by the second.
"In short, it does everything, except the dishes. Don't forget the name of this marvel: the Grolgoth!"
"Hmmm... hmmm…," Razorbeard pondered.
"Decide quickly. I have other clients waiting."
Razorbeard thought about it. "With this, I could destroy Rayman. Crush him… smash him… I'll take it!"
"You won't regret it," the creature said as he packed up his things.
"Here's your money. It's all there. Count it if you like!" Razorbeard thanked his guest and a large treasure chest landed next to him.
"Oh, I trust you!" the creature said and gave Razorbeard a salute.
