"You aren't gonna just let him die like that, are you?" Jak glanced at his left shoulder.
"My shoulder Light?"
A poof of dark vapor revealed Dark sitting on his right pauldron. "Don't listen to that guy! He's trying to lead you down the path of Light. I'm gonna lead you down the path that ROCKS!"
"Oh, come off it!" Light said.
"You come off it!" Dark replied.
"You!"
"You!"
"You!"
"Your all shiny." Dark stated. Light growled.
"Listen up, big guy!" Dark turned to Jak. "I've got three good reasons why you should just walk away."
Jak glanced down at the Krimzon Guard he had knocked out.
"Reason number one:" Dark continued, "Look at that guy. He's got those sissy, stringy, flying things."
"We've been through this! They're wings. And you know it!" Light growled.
"Right, those are wings. And those are horns." Dark conceded.
"Hair!" Light gestured to his spikes indignantly.
Dark ignored him. "Reason number two: look what I can do! Ha ha!" He leaped off Jak's shoulder and slammed head-first into the ground, creating a purple shock wave.
"But what does that have to do with—" Jak began, confused.
Light interrupted. "No, no! He's got a point."
"Listen, you guys. You're sort of confusing me, so, uh, be gone! Or, um, however I get rid of you guys."
"That'll work." Dark said and he and Light dissolved into smoke.
Jak looked again at his prone enemy. After checking his pulse, Jak decided to drag the guard to a nearby house. He rang the bell and dashed away before the door opened.