Kill him outright

Crono moves toward Dalton silently, his sword already in hand. Lucca looks back and recognizes the look in his eyes. She steps aside. Marle watches as Crono bends down and wispers something she can't hear in Dalton's ear. It must be scary, considering his reaction. 'He must be really mad', she thinks. 'I can't say I blame him. Still, i've never known Crono to scare enemies intentionally. Is he ok?'

Crono raised his Rainbow sword and held it, waiting for Dalton to say something. He was allowing him last words.

"Please, don't! I'm sorry! Look, i'll give you the key to the cell she's in! Ok? You...you don't have to kill me!" Crono glared down at him with disgust. Begging for his life? What a poor excuse for a village leader. He brought the blade down, point first, into Dalton's back.

"Hulg!! You...damn....kid---*" He lay motionless, except a slight rising when Crono withdrew his sword. Crono bent down and picked up the Masamune, since Dalton could no longer weild it, and was unworthy to anyway. He glared at the body, but his face soon softened. He closed his eyes and muttered a prayer, before continuing onward toward where his mother was supposedly held. Marle and Lucca followed, unaware of Crono's calming. They worried that Crono was becoming vicious.

The prison was a mid-size structure that had obviously been made out of debris from the Black Omen. It stood an intimidating four stories tall and about a mile wide. Who knew how far back it went?

"Oh, my! Look at this place. It's huge! How will we find Crono's mom in here?"

"Well, Marle, if I know Crono, he's gonna say....."