The back end of the Skeletal Carriage bangs open with a metallic screech and a bumbling, fearful Knight crawls out.
He surveys the carnage with dread and he makes to exit the field.
He heads in the direction the King has gone, seeing him far ahead and silhouetted against the horizon.
But he does not follow. Instead, he slows to a stop and watches the lurching, defeated figure descend into the distance.
And he smiles.
A moment, a puff of glitter and smoke along with a few rainbows, and a brief transformation later…Voice Offscreen:
“Oh, hi, Jehoel! How are ya, buddy?”Jehoel:
“Don’t call me that.”Pacifass:
“As you wish, my friend.”Jehoel:
“What in BrikHell was that? Because it looked like a bloody slaughter to me.”Pacifass:
(making a disgusted face) “Oh, it was, yeah.”Jehoel:
“...and that advances your cause...how, exactly?”Pacifass:
“I’ve decided to be patient with this one. Groom it, you know? Show it some love, man. Did you see the illusion?”Jehoel:
“I saw that there was one. Right after the king got shot in the face by that Ghost. Couldn’t tell what it contained, though. Didn’t seem to affect much. The king and his troops just kept fighting, the SpringJacks decimated the knights, but the king finally won the day. Then, he just walked off. Why? What did you make him see?”Pacifass:
“Peace, man. Everyone laid down arms and just hugged it out, you know? In his mind, he had to kill everyone left, even his own men.”Jehoel:
“That’s why he flew into the rage that allowed him to defeat the Jacks. Haven’t seen anyone do that for a long while. But, I mean, haven’t you just created a Berserker King? Isn’t that the exact opposite of what you want?”Pacifass:
“Yeah, man, but you gotta give a little to get a little. Picture it…”Pacifass (Voiceover):
“It’s like a seed. With this battle, I’ve planted it deep inside him. Everytime he looks at his sword, sees his reflection there, he’ll remember. It’ll haunt him...at first. I’ll come around every now and then to water the seed and see that it grows up nice and strong. Really take root in his mind, you know? Everytime he looks at his greatest possession, his weapon, after each new battle fought for no particular reason, it’ll grow and grow and he’ll start to wonder…what’s the point, really?”Pacifass (Voiceover):
“Time will pass. And it will weigh heavier and heavier on him. The seed will grow to fill his thoughts. Eventually, all he will think of is Peace. How to end it all, how to stop the suffering and hatred, how to rise above the baser minifig instincts. And when that happens…”Jehoel:
“He’ll be the leader of a vast army of Space Knights...perfectly positioned to spread Peace throughout the BrikVerse…”Pacifass:
“Got it in one, chief.”Jehoel:
“You knew we were targeting this culture for Escalation. You knew we were going to back them, make first contact, give them tech, and push them out into the greater universe. And you knew that I’d be overseeing the project remotely. So I would do what I could to keep your plans on point.”Pacifass:
“Fine. I’ll do it. If only to see vengeance done. But don’t push your luck, Horseman. I don’t like to be manipulated.”Pacifass:
“Okay. See you later, buddy.”