Fight!

Lucca stands shocked. "Dalton?! You're the village elder?!"

"Who are you calling 'elder', little girl? I took control of this land by ****! Age and wisdom have nothing to do with it!"

Marle smiles. "Sure looks that way!"

"Silence, child! GOLEM TWINS!!!!"

Dalton smirks for a full minute before he realizes they're not coming. "Damn! I forgot they'd already been beaten. No matter, I will simply kill you all myself!! Prepare for battle, fools!!" Dalton raises his hands, getting ready to cast a spell. Lucca raises her gun as Crono silently draws his Rainbow sword.

"That's you sword?" Dalton laughs. "My boy, that is less of a blade than a toy, a gaily painted plaything! It seems unfair to destroy you while you're essentially unarmed. But I will do it anyway. Now!"

Marle reaches for her crossbow. "Oh, no!" she shreiks when she comes up empty-handed. "I must have left it the fair!!"

"That's ok. Me and Crono can handle this!"

Dalton chuckles. "You think so, do you? Then show me!"