WhiteDwarf: But that's not what this story is about.
WhiteDwarf: This isn't a story about corporate profits, saved from some violation of the status quo by a madwoman with a sword.
WhiteDwarf: This is a story about a great legendary ninja, a demon-cursed sole survivor of her clan whose dark powers lit the most important fire this galaxy has ever seen.
WhiteDwarf: And that story won't end in my death.
WhiteDwarf: I can see the cosmos of RedDwarf's dream now. I can see my worth in it. And I will see a worthy blow to strike you down in it.
Chaplain: HA! The same predictions that fail against me?! Imagine whatever hypotheticals you like. The galaxy of stars I serve will not break under so meager a force as what you predict!!
Chaplain: THE TOOLS OF LIBRA'S JUDGMENT WILL NOT YIELD, TO YOUR BLADE OR TO YOUR FLIGHT OF FANCY, ONLY TO TRUE WORTH!!
WhiteDwarf: The galaxy I see in our dream judges me worthy.
Chaplain: THEN SHOW ME, LITTLE CANDLE! STRIKE WITH ALL FORCE! I WILL TEACH YOU YOUR GALAXY'S INSUBSTANTIALITY!
Chaplain: BREAK UPON LIBRA'S ANVIL, AND SHATTER TO NOTHING!!