[Gunshot Sound]*!... [Gunshot Sound]*!

Plam!* Ed shot something.

Ed:

--That insolent whelp!

Pum!*, Plam! Ed be shooting now.

Gorom:

--Hmm... do you get it?

Ed:

--Oh! He reappear die! die! die!...

Blam! Blam! Ed shoots some more times.

Ed:

--Die!... Die!... Why would you not die! No matter how many times I shoot it. That pesks seems to 

reappearing again and again.

Gorom:

--That description not seems valid let me see. Now!

Ed:

--It must be that dimension dance whatever you teach us... 

Gorom:

--Me teach?  Ohnoe! You could not?

Gorom takes and ogles at the back of the long hall and all the corridors and there is a ugly disgusting scenery, the target the sleeping antenna is still spinning around the great ruby ball unharmed, but there is loose hairy body parts everywhere on ceiling floor and walls, and dead rat head and meat and dry zombie rat blood, ... but the target is still untouched.

Ed:

-- Yes! Finally no more them be appearing.

Gorom:

--What have you done! Monster

Gorom:

--why?... (Sorrow horror ).

In horror he looks Ed and try see all his magical godly might what is he made of what vibes leaking under the mask, but he sees nothing, but he can’t see thru, nothing! No vibes just darkish aura, but hollow inner.

Ed:

-...?

Pam* There still was yet one living RatRat again appearing in a new gear, and Ed shot it too.

Gorom:

--It can’t be accident.

Gorom:

--You little friend, he was so happy and full energy... Your friend.

Ed:

--That pesky little thing get all what he deserve, no one mock me!

Ed:

--Next I awake pharaoh there, the Arbiter was right if that kind of smelly whelp can speak bad about 

me, this world do not deserve to exist!

Ed is about wake up the sleeping pole by snap his heads lightly aiming just very edge his head and like use the Ricochet.

Gorom:

--No!

Disapel gun off.

Ed (Shows middle finger):

--Fine! I do it then the old way!

 And then he runs to a hallway yelling a lot.

Ed thinks _He thinks that I don’t have man enough to take out world just because I will be destroyed too at the process, that stupid fool I do it just sheer spite! _

Ed:

--Dupi duu! There is certain sweetness in maliciousness like salt licorice I can’t explain it, you must experience it yourself!

And then Ed loose lower jaw drop off again. His body is deteriorating

Gorom:

--what are you? Some kind of presentation of human suckness.

--You clearly not glimmer of hope! That I finally see on, these dark catacombs after looking for so long...