Amidst the ever-growing chaos of the party, there is one clearing that has remained untouched. There, two ladies wait. The first is the young red haired maiden of House Caerleon, Priscilla. She nervously looks about the area as she waits. Besides her Countess Reglay, better known to people as Louise, places her hand on Priscilla shoulder for support. The two do not have to wait for long.

Guy enters first. He walks to one section of the clearing and stands there practicing a few swings with his killing edge. The next arrive to revive is Erk. Anima tome opened and ready, he has a look that is all business. Finally riding atop Hyperion, Heath comes swooping in. As he gracefully lands, the knight pulls out a deadly looking spear.

The three men stare down one another and then look over to the women present.

"Priscilla honey, are you ready?" Louise asks.

"Yes" she replies after a moment. "This is the only way to settle this."

"Very well then."

Louise suddenly whips out a microphone and goes to stand in the clearing between the three males.

"The following is a triple threat no disqualification match in order to become the number one contender for being Priscilla's one true love. Introducing the challengers. First Heath, the Wyvern rider of Bern. Next up Guy, the Sacrean swordsman. And finally, my personal favourite, that mighty mage himself, my precious little darling, Erk!"

Erk's serious fighting stance is broken up as he blushes and looks over towards his mentor's wife.

"Louise, you're embarrassing me."

"Sorry sweetie. Now then everyone, Fight To The Death!"

Louise moves out the way as the three young men charge into battle against one another while Priscilla stands on the sideline cheering them on.

About a mile and a half away from the battle, Raven rests half asleep underneath a tree. Suddenly his eyes shoot open in surprise. The mercenary gets up and scans the area very cautiously, almost as though he can sense something in the air.

"My overprotective brother senses are tingling." He mutters. "One…no wait three people are trying to woo my sister and they are all unworthy. Therefore, I will have to make them pay. With their blood…"

"Hey Rave, what's up?" Wil calls out interrupting Raven's monologue.

"Grrr, what do you want idiot?"

"Not much. I thought we could hang out for a bit."

"Well I'm busy. So get lost!"

"Okay. See you later Senior Raven." Wil says happily as he leaves. Raven growls in frustration as he goes.

"Memo to self: take care of Wil next. Now then, where was I? Oh yeah. Sword? Check. Shield? Check. Angry face?"

Raven's normal scowl becomes five times more sinister.

"Double Check" he says happily as he begins the hunt.

"Now who should I talk to next?" Wil asks out loud.

The young archer scans the area trying to find someone to spend some time with. Suddenly he spots the perfect person. He quickly walks over and slaps his old best friend on the back.

"What's up Dan?"

Dart stops talking to Geitz and turns around to face Wil with a look of annoyance on his face.

"You again. I've told you. My name is Dart."

"Don't be silly. It's Dan."

"No it's Dart. D-A-R-T. Dart. What part of that is so hard for you to remember, you stupid archer?"

"Oh right. I forgot. Sorry about that Darn."

"Yarr!" the pirate screams out. "I can't take it anymore! I'm going to kill you!"

Before Wil has any chance to run, Dart grabs him by his shirt and flings him to the ground. Whipping out a large axe, the enraged berserker marches over towards his stupid victim. However just as he is to perform the fatal strike, Rebecca runs over putting herself between Wil and the axe.

"Dart! Please stop!"

"Out of the way Rebecca," Dart growls. "I'm about to do what every single person here has thought of doing at one point or another."

"Brother, please. You can't. I…I love him."

"Not a good enough reason!"

"But…if you kill him, I'll be forced to try and find another man to be with, like Lowen. Or even worse…Sain," Rebecca says as a few tears begin to slide down her face.

Dart glances off to the side where Lowen is repeatedly bumping into a tree and Sain is watching them with a huge smile and his fingers crossed. The pirate immediately drops his axe and pulls his younger sister into a hug.

"Ah Sis. I could never do something that horrible to you. The dummy can live."

"Thank you brother Dart." Rebecca cries out happily.

"Yeah Dan," Wil says as he gets up, "You're the best."

Dart and Rebecca both glare at the archer.

"Shut up Wil!" Rebecca screams while slapping him.

"Oh wasn't that chipmunk just the most adorable thing you thing you have ever seen? And did you notice the way it twitched its nose at me? Soooo cute. You like chipmunks don't yeah, Jaffar?" Nino asks.

"…Yes…" Jaffar finally says as the two continue their walk together.

"Yay! I'm so happy that we're together forever now. You know when we have children, there is a good chance that we might have twins. I wonder what we should name them? I was thinking we could call them Lugh and Ray if they're boys and Jaffarina and Nino Jr. if they turn out to be girls. What do you think of those names?

"…" The assassin is silent but begins to clench his fists together.

"Also, your going to have to change you job when the kids are born Jaffar," Nino says continuing. "I mean we wouldn't want you being a bad influence on them. Now, what could you do for a living? Maybe you could be a shopkeeper or perhaps a woodsman. No wait, I got it! You should become a dancer. I'm sure you're a great dancer. Come on Jaffar! Show me some of your amazing dance steps!"

"…" Jaffar's right eye begins to twitch out of control. Suddenly he stops, turns around, and begins to walk in the other direction. Nino looks at him in confusion.

"Where are you going Jaffar?"

"…Bathroom…"

"Oh, okay then. Well, I'll see you in a bit Jaffar!" Nino yells out happily. "Hey, there's Canas. Hi Uncle Canas!

"Hello Nino" Canas pleasantly calls back to the young girl. He starts to move towards her but a rough hand suddenly grabs on to his robes and turns him around. Canas comes face to face with an angry looking tactician.

"You and me need to have a talk" Mark sneers.

"Oh. About what, my intellectual friend?"

"Don't intellectual me! You know what you did. In the last chapter, you deliberately broke the fourth wall."

"You mean like you just did in your previous sentence?" Canas asks.

"Well yes…but that's besides the point. I'm the tactician who is the representation of the player in the game. Therefore, I should be allowed to do cool stuff like that but not you."

"My dear lad," Canas says chuckling a bit, "I hate to inform you but there is absolutely nothing cool about you in any sense of the word. Your only purpose here in this tale is to serve as a cliché running gag type joke. As such, you will be insulted, made fun of, embarrassed, and completely ridiculed until the fanfic ends or the author runs out of ideas involving you, whichever scenariooccurs first. As for your concern of my fourth wall shattering capabilities, the only theory I can assume is that it is due in combination to the fact that I am a very smart scholar and that I am also the author's favourite character."

"Yeah…well I think that sounds like fighting words." Mark says as he holds up his fists. "So, what do you have to say about that Smart Boy?"

"I am currently holding a Luna tome." Canas simply states.

Mark immediately lowers his fists and steps back a few feet in fear. "This isn't over." He mumbles.

"You probably would not be saying that if you knew the plot like I did."

"What?"

"Err What?" Bartre says sounding as dumb and confused as ever. "I don't get it."

"You see the joke is," Hector starts. "You know what, never mind. It would be next year before you figured it out." The blue haired lord goes back to enjoying his drink.

"Hector!"

Hector turns around towards the source of the voice seeing Lyn running up to him.

"Hey Lyn. Having a good time?"

"Yeah," she replies. "Listen, have you seen Florina around? I've been looking for her all night."

"Florina? Oh right, I saw her earlier. She was being shy again so I gave her some wine to help her relax. Say, you want to do some sparring with me? Lyn?"

Hector stares confused at Lyn as the Sacrean women's mouth is hanging open and her eyes are spread wide as thou she is either in a state of fear or shock.

"What did you just say?"

"Do you want to spar…"

"No, before that."

Hector thinks for a moment. "Gave Florina some wine?"

"Yes, that!" Lyn screams. "You Armour Plated Buffoon! Do you have any idea what you have done?"

"Umm…no."

"Florina can not drink. She goes crazy the second she gets even one drop of alcohol inside her. I'd beat you up for your stupidity but there's no time now. I have to find her before it becomes too late.

"Oh come on Lyn," Hector says laughing a bit. "So, she gets a little tipsy. How bad can it be?"

"You know its funny," Florina says while giggling. "You're my pegasus and yet I got no clue on what your name is. Like, is it Huey or is it Makar? For that matter, do you even have a gender? So anyway, since I can't remember, I'm goanna give you a brand new name. From now on, I dubbed thee…Super Horse. You like that name don't you Super Horse? Your such a good pegasus, oh yes you are. Here, have a carrot.

"Lady Florina," Ninian says as she walks up to the pegasus knight, "You do realize that you're talking to a bush, right?"

Florina turns away from her pegasus bush and faces the dragon maiden. She stumbles and sways a bit but manages to stay upright.

"Hey! No making fun of Super Horse! Don't worry sweetie, she didn't mean it. Now then, wait I know you. You're that…that blue haired girl. Aren't you supposed to be dead?"

"Oh, well yes I was but Brammimond resurected me…"

"Hey, thats great," Florina says cutting her off. "You know what would be cool? If you used your ice dragon powers to make some snow cones. That would be like so awesome. Oh, I'm sorry Super Horse. I forgot to give you your yummy carrot. Here you go."

Ninian chooses this moment to back away. She starts to make her way back towards Lord Eliwood. Seeing her coming, the young marquess of Pherae quickly skims thru his Prince's Guide to Dating. Just as the blue haired maiden arrives, Eliwood throws the guidebook over his shoulder and greets her.

"Sweet Ninian, you are as pretty as the stars are shiny."

"Um hi Eliwood. That's…nice"

"Nice? Just nice? I could have sworn that line would have made you swoon or something."

"My apologies," she says sadly. "Its not you. I was just thinking about Nils again. Since he went thru the Dragon Gate, there's no way for me to ever see him again and I worry about him being all by himself."

"There, there," Eliwood says compassionately. "It's okay. Nils is a tough kid. I'm sure he can look after himself. And you know what? My thoughts are with him too."

"Thank you Lord Eliwood."

Eliwood's only thought at the moment: 'Man, I hope she stops being emotional soon. I really want to make out with her.'

Speaking of Nils…

Several dimensions and a left turn past the dragon gate, there exists another land. In this magical land there are ancient buildings, fountains, and even several low fat yogurt shops. This is the land of the dragons and currently there is much excitement. At one large plaza, dragons of all shapes and sizes have gathered. Surrounding one person in particular, the mighty beasts let out cheers of joy.

"Hail to Nils! The great hero who saved us from the human invasion and our new leader!"

Nils, in the form of a small ice dragon, grins happily at the support.

"Oh yeah. This is way better then being a bard."

"So, the conflict has finally ended." Legault muses to himself. "And with that so to ends the tragedy that use to be known as the Black Fang. I will truly miss it all. Fighting for justice, sharing laughs with my comrades and of course all the fun of Wacky Tie Tuesdays." The thief sighs a bit at this. "Those were some good ties. But now with all that gone, where do leftovers like me head off to?"

Legault stops talking as he noticed the shadow of someone approaching him from behind. Years of assassin experience still inside him, the young adult slowly reaches for his sword while cautiously looking over his shoulder to see whom it is. When he finally sees the figure, he calms down. He turns fully around and faces one of the few people who are in the same situation as him.

"Why hello there Angel of Death. To what do I owe your fine company this evening?"

Jaffar stares blankly back at Legault.

"…Hurricane…"

"Well, I can see this is going to be another stimulating conversation."

"I…must kill".

"What?" Legault yells out in surprise. "Hey! Don't look at me!"

Jaffar continues to look at him. "I must kill," he repeats. "I must kill, I must kill, I must…"

"Alright, I get the point!" Legault says interrupting. "Please stop before you become another Denning! Look Jaffar, if you're really that desperate on committing murder tonight, at least make it a smart one. Choose someone who is usually alone, is not really that powerful, and is unpopular to the point that no one will notice if the individual ends up going missing. And no that doesn't count as me."

"…"

The young assassin is silent as he takes Legault's advice into consideration. Suddenly his face lights up as he smiles and forms a boyish grin. He nods his head towards Legault as a sign of thanks. Then he whips out his daggers, twirls them, and runs off as fast as possible. Legault blinks as he watches Jaffar take off.

"Okay. That was weird."

"Bishop Renault?"

Renault slowly opens his eyes from his solitary meditation and looks over towards the sound of the voice. He spies Lucius nearby with a look a concern on his face.

"Ah Lucius. How are you feeling today?"

"I am fine Your Excellency. I am more concerned with how you are doing."

"That…that is not such an easy question to answer. I have walked on this earth for quite a while now. In that time, I have seen many things and have also suffered much from them and my own violent sins. To be honest, I am not quite sure what its mean to be happy or content anymore. I merely…exist. Since Negral is now gone, I should probably feel some bit of satisfaction that it is all over. And yet, I feel nothing. It makes me wonder if it really is too late for me? Maybe I can still start anew. I can stop being a hermit on this forsaken island; I can go out and actually meet people again making new friends. Perhaps, some day, I can even rediscover the joy for life that I lost so long ago."

Lucius is silent for a few minutes after that, not quite knowing what to say.

"Bishop Renault" he finally asks lightly, "Do you remember when I told you that I forgave you for killing my father?"

"Yes" Renault replies, the guilt evident in his voice.

"Well, I lied."

Before Renault has any time to react, Lucius pulls a dagger out of his robes and stabs the bishop in the chest. Eyes wide in shock, Renault can do nothing but stare at the deadly blade sticking out of him. Finally he collapses to the ground. Dead.

Lucius does not there thou. Pulling the dagger out of Renault's chest, he stabs him again. And again. And again. He finally stops after 20 stabbings. Picking up the small blade, which like his robes is now a violent blood red; he looks up towards the skies.

"Were you watching Father? Were you? I did it! I finally avenged you, like I said I would! Hahhahaha!"

Letting out a maniacal cackle, Lucius leaves. Exactly one minute later Jaffar arrives at the scene, weapons at the ready. He looks around and then spots the already dead corpse. Letting out a silent scream of frustration he kicks the dirt and stalks off.

"Elfire!"

"Rapid Spear Thrust!"

"Super Cool Disappearing and Reappearing Critical Sword Hit Attack!"

Swords, spears, and magic spells galore are thrown as the battle royal for Priscilla continues. Noticing all the action going on, Pent, the mage general of Etruria, walks over to the two cheering ladies.

"My word. What's going on here?"

"Hello Lord Pent." Priscilla says in an excited rush. "The boys here are all fighting for my love. Its what I 've always dreamed of. Isn't it the most romantic you have ever seen?" She sighs dreamily.

"Come On Erk! Make Mommy Proud!" Louise screams.

"Err yes. This is nice and all but don't you think this might be a tad bit barbaric?"

"Not really considering whoever wins will have to be strong enough to survive my brother."

Louise turns and looks at her husband with a bit of a frown.

"Excuse me Lord Pent but I seem to recall having to enter a bit of a competition myself in order to become your wife."

"Ah Louise. Well yes you did but that was the council's idea, not mine."

"I see. So then it was the council's idea to have both a swimsuit and a wet t-shirt round?"

"Oh…um…you see the thing about that was…um…go Erk?"

"That's better"

Meanwhile, at the other ongoingfight….

"Old Maid!"

"Greedy Good for Nothing!"

"Workaholic!"

"Natural Blonde!"

"You said you would never speak of that!"

"I lied!"

Fiora and Farina continue to exchange insults and blows as they tumble around on the ground. Since the beginning of their fight, the crowd watching them has grown and gotten more excited.

"Step right up and place your bets folks," Matthew says happily. "Three to one odds on Farina."

"Come on Farina! Show them why you're the toughest gal around!" Dart yells

I do not usually support such inappropriate behaviour," Kent starts, "but kick her butt Fiora!"

"Better yet," Sain shouts. "Kiss each other!"

With those three words the fighting comes to a screeching halt. Frozen in mid attack the two sisters blink at one another and then look towards the green armoured knight. Completely forgetting about their argument, the two help each other up and start glaring at Sain. Everyone else standing beside him smartly moves out of the way.

"Hey, look at the time," he says nervously. "I just remember. I got to go water my horse. Yeah. Later."

Sain runs away. The pegasus riders get ready to chase him but are interrupted as Lyn hurries over to them.

"Fiora…Farina," Lyn pants out of breath.

"Lady Lyndis? What's the matter?"

"Florina has…been…drinking"

Identical looks of terror appear on the faces of the sisters.

"St. Elimine. No." Fiora gasps.

"Not that! I still have nightmares about the last time!"

"Come on. We have to hurry andfind her." Lyn says.

"Yes, you are correct."

"Let's just hope she hasn't gotten violent yet."

"Florina, are you alright?" Dorcas asks.

Dorcas looks on concerned at the young girl as she sways around drunkenly. As Florina turns andstares at the axe user, a slightly serious look appears on her face.

"You think your tougher then me, don't yeah?"

"What?"

"Hiiiyaaaa!"

Without warning, Florina delivers a sharp kick to the warrior's chest causing him to fall to the ground. Before he can recover, she leaps on top of him delivering a multitude of punches. Dorcas struggles in vain to defend himself. Finally Florina picks a rock and slams it atop Dorcas' head finishing him off.

With a bit of blood coming out a wound in his head, Dorcas lays on the ground unconscious. Looking down at him is Florina who is grinning like a demonic maniac. Placing one foot on top of his chest, the pegasus knight raises both of her arms in a sign of victory.

"Oh Yeah! I'm the Best! Who else wants a piece of The Florina?"