?????: God save our gracious Queen,
Long live our noble Queen,
God save the Queen.
*The dark figure stops singing, under his hood he tilts his head. He is completely covered by a dark cloak.*
?????: Wait, thats not really appropriate, is it?
*Two gaurds move towards the figure, just as they are about to grab him the cloak comes off, the sword flashes and the demons fall to the ground in pieces.*
Drago: Don't you just love life? Oh, wait you're all dead already, aren't you? So who's next?