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Archibal followed swiftly behind Bafu on his trusty Cockatoo. It was time to show his parents that he truly deserved the title of "Final Boss" that was bestowed upon him. Ever since his brother bled out from dropping an acidic brick on his foot, Archibal had to take over. It wasn't easy for him to do this, and he had to hurry to learn everything there was to know. He was a clumsy man, and he hardly knew how to be a Final Boss. He knew this deep down, and he wanted to change. He had wanted to prove his worth to his parents.
Even more than that, he wanted to prove his worth to Bafu, who seemed increasingly irritated with his tomfoolery. Upon reaching the battlefield, he drew his sword, "The Ancient Sword of Not So Eternal Flames and Badness". Kyle was seemingly distracted by another enemy, so Archibal rushed him and swung his sword with one fell swoop. Should the swing connect, his enemy would be without a right shoulder.
Even more than that, he wanted to prove his worth to Bafu, who seemed increasingly irritated with his tomfoolery. Upon reaching the battlefield, he drew his sword, "The Ancient Sword of Not So Eternal Flames and Badness". Kyle was seemingly distracted by another enemy, so Archibal rushed him and swung his sword with one fell swoop. Should the swing connect, his enemy would be without a right shoulder.