On Crono

(From here on, i'll be writing in script form. It should be less confusing and will seem more like the game this way.)

Marle and Lucca turned to Crono, surprised he'd spoken. He was too stunned by Glen's new appearance to care, though.

GLEN: Yes. My old mentor and friend, Cyrus. His face is now my own. I mustwear it untill the curse is broken or **** claimeth me.

MARLE: Glen...this must be so hard for you.

Marle sounded comapssionate almost to the point of tears.

GLEN: Do not worry yourself with the obstacles that trouble me. If thou art here, then another crisis hath arisen, has it not?

LUCCA: Well....not exactly. Just after you and Robo and Ayla went through the gate at the fair, Crono's mother kinda fell in, too. It's not a catastrophe, at least not to the world, but it is something we need to fix.

GLEN: .....Thou art here to ask me to aid thee, is that right?

MARLE: Yes! Please, Glen! We couldn't have done what we did before without you! With you with us, this should be a piece of cake!

LUCCA: And besides, with all the monsters around, your sword would come in handy.

GLEN: My sword....the Masamune. Yes, many a monster fell by that sword, and by mine own hand. But there will be no more. I hath sent the Masamune to a place in which it's foul power will be contained. It is no longer mine to weild.

MARLE: What?! Why?

LUCCA: I think I know. Time has a lot of books on this era stashed away in it, if you can find them. One spoke of a demonic sword, one that would eventually possess it's weilder, even making them kill old friends.

MARLE: How awful! In that case, i'm glad you contained it, Glen.

Before anyone could speak, a huge beam of light fired upward into the sky, tearing the clouds apart, and dying the sky red. The four adventurers turned to the source in shock.