Prince's Gritted Teeth Monologue

[Monologue]

''Even though a hell beast rises from the depths of the abyss... Mr. Prince has ample time for inner monologue with gritted teeth. "This is absolutely unacceptable!" A bead of sweat begins to form on his furrowed brow. Clutching at the rainbow feather in his hands his entire body begins to shake. "How was this foretold?! The orb was supposed to move me one step closer to the Heart and my salvation! And instead I get this?! Who is to blame for more riddles, more games, I..." His mind flashes back to the voice from the orb, and what it had revealed. "That's right... it claimed to be the last god remaining..." In the center of the room as the creature rises, sounds like that of screaming emanate from it's immense frame as it straightens up. "... I have met many a god in my time and they would have not been done away with so easily. Perhaps this mystery deity has gained dominion over the mortal plane? But how would it seal it off from the others? Who is it? What is it? And can its words even be trusted?!" He growls through his grit teeth. "Damn! Even more questions where there should be answers. My master would revel in this, but this time it is left to me." Mr. Prince, regaining composure turns his gaze to the towering monster before him. "First order of business..." He clenches his fists. "... removing just another obstacle in my path." With gaze and conviction set he takes a step forward... [Ready Action]''