(Once they traveled inside, they ended in a giant mountain surrounded by mist)

Joss: W-where are we?

Merlin: This place is known as the Dragon's pit.

(Anastacya looks around)

Anastacya: There is no one here...

Merlin: Yes, only us. Now, for your training, remove all items and clothes, just underwear.

(As the guys begins to take out their clothes, Anastacya interpose herself)

Anastacya: Wait wait waaaait!!! Underwear only?! Why?!

(Shion stops while Joss continues)

Joss: I sincerely don't care Anastacya. Unless you have tentacles or a dick, I have already seen what you have plenty of times where I came from.

(He stands only in underwear.)

Merlin: Although what Joss says is true, you will be in another place, dear.

(Anastacya glares at the boys)

Merlin: Well, since you guys are getting started, let's start first.

(Joss takes out his device.)

Joss: Now for some good music...

(Merlin takes the device)

Merlin: I will take that. You will recite day and night the ancient language.

Joss: What?!

Merlin: Now for your training.

(Merlin takes Anastacya not so far away)

Merlin: Your job is to make an entire jungle to flourish here.

(Merlin points a large desert)

Anastacya: What?!

(The guys began to laugh)

Merlin: As for you...(she approaches them) your job is to push this rock up hill.

(She points a rock that is 6' feet tall)

Joss: Heh, it doesn't look too difficult.

(He begins to push but it doesn't move)

Joss: Hey Shion, ugh, a little hand!!!

(Shion pushes with Joss)

Shion: Daaamn...this rock is heavy!!

Merlin: And remember to recite the old language!

(Merlin begins to chant/sing in ancient words)

Merlin: Easy, right? This is your first week: Body. Better start if you really want to get stronger!

(She laughs)

(Back at the capital, The Madame enters to a glamorous bar with Alfred behind, cleaning his hands. The air was filled with smoke of the cigarettes and liquor. A strange music surrounded the entire block. The Madame entered her room and inside were some girls and half boys/creatures. She takes out her coat and goes straight to her bed.)

Alfred: Should I send a warning to the left side of the Capital?

Madame: No, this warning will be enough. Gosh I feel soooo tired. I need a massage.

(One of the girls went with oil in hand and began massaging her.)

Madame: Yessss. That's the spot!

Alfred: Ma'am, we still need to choose a representative for the upcoming new Madame of the south.

Madame: Tch. Just send him. And now begone! I will have some fun.

(She says while she is surrounded with different people in her bed. Alfred closes the door and leaves the Den.)

(In a far away land, in a place where no creature can have found it, in a deep underground, a man in white coat steps in the front of a giant stadium like. In front of him, a diversity of races is gathered. He smiles and begins to talk.)

Major: My friends, it has often been said that I like war.

My friends, I like war...

No, friends, I love war!

I love holocausts.

I love defensive lines.

I love sieges, charges, I love mop-up operations, and retreats.

Wars across prairies, in streets, in trenches, in grasslands, in frozen tundra, through deserts, on the sea, in the air, I love every act of war that can occur upon this earth.

I love blasting the enemy to smithereens with magic spells that thunder across the lines of battle.

My heart leaps with joy whenever a soldier is tossed high into the air and cut to pieces by well-placed sniper rounds. And the feeling that comes when a warrior runs screaming from his blazing tank only to be mowed down by heavy machine gun fire developed from the east continent, is such an exquisite feeling. Like when ranks of infantry brandish their swords rushing into the enemy line. It moves me deep within my heart to watch a fresh recruit stabbing over and over into the bloated chest of a long-dead enemy.

The sight of deserters being strung up from a streetlamp is an irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing, than the sounds made by prisoners of war dropping like flies, screaming in agony as they're mowed down by ear piercing lances!

When a band of pitiful resistance fighters makes their final stand with nothing but small arms, only to have their city smashed to atoms block by block by a destructive spell, (tone suddenly softens) I'm in ecstasy.

I love it when my forces are ravaged by a Citadel armored division. It's so sad to see towns and villages that were supposed to be defended at all costs, being laid to waste, their women and children being raped, and killed.

I love to be squashed under the heel of the Heaven and Hell magic and weapons spells. The humiliation, as my men crawl around like vermin, ducking the bombers flying overhead.

Gentlemen... All I ask for is war, a war so grand as to make Hell itself tremble. Gentlemen, I ask you as fellow brothers in arms, what is it that you really want? Do you wish for further war as I do? (Voice begins to raise) Do you wish for a merciless, bloody war? A war whose fury is built with iron, and lightning, and fire? (Dramatically raises voice) Do you ask for war to sweep in like a tempest, leaving not even ravens to scavenge, from this Earth!?

(The soldiers begin shouting/chanting War)

...Very well. Then war is what you shall have. We are a clenched fist, ready to strike down all who oppose us, with our might.

But... After enduring over half a century wallowing in the darkness, for us, a simple "ordinary" war will no longer be sufficient.

(Raises voice) We need a MASSIVE war! A war beyond any other than history has ever known!

We are but a single battalion... The remnants of a defeated army numbering less than a thousand strong. But we, we will change this World....FOREVER!!

(In a far away kingdom, Miranda enters a castle. All the guards kneeled before her as she passes by. She set foot in a strange lab. All look at her)

Scientists: Miss Miranda!

(They kneel)

Miranda: Up everyone. How's the development going?

(a scientist approach where she is)

Scientist: Well, A1 is without energy, it is empty.

Miranda: How long will it take to fully charge it?

Scientist (with scare voice): I...I say about a week...

(She turns to him and smiles)

Miranda: Ok. Use every machine, man and creature alive. I need that thing fully operational. If someone asks, say it was me who order it.

Scientist: YES MA'AM!

(Barzark comes in)

Barzark: Good morning Miss Miranda!

Miranda: Good morning Barzark. What are you doing here?

Barzark: I asked about your whereabouts since we finished the preparations you asked for.

Miranda: Perfect.

Barzark: May I inquire about that thing? Why is it so important to you Ma'am?

Miranda: You see Barzark, long ago, there was this civilization who created wonderful things. From that people, there was an inventor who created marvelous objects, capable of rivaling a god's power. I just want to know how powerful they were and if I can bring up to this time.

Barzark: But if such things do exist, they could throw the balance of the world. Or even worse...

Miranda: That's up to us to find out.

(Barzark begins to think for a moment)

Miranda: Say Barzark, are you occupied?

Barzark: For you My Lady, never.

Miranda: Can you come with me?

Barzark: Of course! But, to where?

Miranda: I want to visit our neighbors in the capital, and I want to procure some goods.

(She says in a malevolent tone. They both depart to the Capital)