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[The Bay has seen better days than this one, that much is certain, after its newest unwilling arrival blasted his way out of his pod and promptly flew into a rage and left the rest of the place in shambles before emerging into the storm outside.]

[Now he's up on the communicator and the RAGE is just oozing off of him even through the screen. His face remains obscured for the moment by the hood and the sand blowing around him which barely seem to hinder him in the slightest. What are visible are the blazing red eyes deep in the shadows of the hood.]

How DARE you! I will give you one chance and one chance alone, return me to Eternia immediately or you will all pay dearly for this insult!

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[To say Milla isn't surprised to see a man like Skeletor shouting threats over a video phone wouldn't quite be the right way to describe how she feels... but she knew she would never see an end to people like him. Someone once told her that "those with power must protect those who are weak," but she's come to find that "protecting" the weak quickly becomes a skewed concept when someone has too much power.

Skeletor seems exactly like one such man. So she returns the video with a glaring face of her own.]

Isn't it unwise to threaten people whose strength you haven't even witnessed yet? [She's not going to return his threats with those of her own... but she has a sneaking suspicion that at the end of the day, Skeletor won't be the sort of person to listen to reason.]

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[The weak? The weak are not to be protected, they are to be crushed, trodden upon and ruled. They did not deserve their place in the world, only those with the power and ambition to TAKE what was theirs deserved it. Those like him.

As for power, there was no such thing as "too much" nor was there "enough." There was always and only "more."]

I threaten whomever I please. They have yet to comprehend the depths of my strength as well.

[Those who seek ever more power are doomed to be smothered by it - scuffed out by their own ambition.]

Such arrogance. You may very well have physical strength, but your flaws are glaring.

Know this: While I do not frivolously meddle in human affairs, I must find my way out of this place. But if I am to stay here for some time, I do so upholding the virtues I've fought for. If you become an obstacle in any way, you will leave me no choice.

[A meaningless platitude that those who lack real ambition repeat to themselves as comfort. Skeletor IS power, and one day very soon, he would see everyone bow before him.]

[The lights in his eyes burn brighter for a moment, enough to illuminate his face within the shadows of his hood, and then dim away again. He's quiet for a moment, and then his shoulders begin to shake with laughter, quiet, menacing chuckles that quickly grow in volume before he bursts out into loud, insane laughter. When it's done, he brings the communicator closer.]

Listen well, girl, there is only one who has ever stood in my way and he is not here. This world may yet prove to be an acceptable substitute for the true prize I seek, and you had best not become an obstacle in my way.

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[Skeletor's face becomes clear, though Milla hardly seems shaken. To her, Efreet would be more intimidating and she gets along fine with him. She waits for him to stop laughing - let him get it all out of his system. She's in no hurry.]

If that is your choice, then I suppose there is no point in continuing this conversation further. [She promptly hangs up, as it's obvious Skeletor finds words to be meaningless theatrics. She's got more important things to worry about than someone who may ultimately do nothing.]

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[The conclusion to the conversation was just fine with him. He lowers the communicator and stands in the howling wind and sand, looking out at the city.

True, this was not Eternia and his real goal, Castle Grayskull, was out of his reach as long as he was here. Still, to reach across the gulf between worlds and simply pluck people from them... there was real power here, power that would be his. Grayskull would still be there, awaiting his return.]

[Laughing again, Skeletor strides forward into the storm. It seems Milla's hope that he would do nothing is a naive one indeed.]

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