Junior: *falls to his knees, dramatic — clutching Cecil’s cloak* Your Majesty… They took it!

BSC: Took it? Took what?

Junior: *little whisper* Your… sword.

BSC: My sword. My sword. My crystal sword…

Junior: I don’t know how it happened! He knocked me out! It was a rabid little demon child!

BSC: A child disarmed my personal guard?

Sarafina: Your Majesty, he had help. Professor Kory, a warrior with a hammer and a tall man with white hair and green clothes!