[Good man, Chuuya. Lobelia was right to entrust his precious conque's destruction to you. The conch shatters with a loud crunch underneath Chuuya's heel and Lobelia tosses his head back, cheeks flushed and eyes fluttering shut as the sound washes over him.]

Oh...! There it is, that peerless, immaculate sound! The echoing crunch of destruction! Heh-ahaha... You put the whole of your heart into utterly devastating the conque. Très bien! Chuuya, I just knew you'd understand!

[Is this the beginning of something horrible? Hope you like freaks, Chuuya.]