You flip the switch and the hilt begins to make a strained, whining noise that you have never heard before. The blade does not turn off and continues to crunch like glass in Rallo's hand.
"Are you going to knock this off?" Rallo says. "Otherwise you can join your friend in his apparently permanent death."
"There is if I say there is!" Rallo says. "What are you all finding so hard to understand about this? I created everything you see!"
"Except us," Galder says, pointedly.
Rallo responds by yanking Rianna's lightsaber out of her grip, then out of his chest. He tosses it away somewhere, and it explodes like a grenade.
"Except you," Rallo says. "How about you explain that to me? How is that I cannot do anything to you, like I can to your students? Or the soldiers?"
You notice at this point that your soldiers are simply missing.
Xavier's face drops sensing the demise of his friend.
"Wait a minute I'm trying to think here," Xavier pauses
"If you are god then you could bring Dak back. As far as I know we've always been here. But you said this is your first time ever seeing us like you've played this battle out a million times before."
Rallo frowns at that comment, Xavier... and you feel odd about that comment as well. That feeling of deja vu sweeps over you once again, as it does Rianna.
Rianna, of course, is too busy trying to attack Rallo to dwell on it. He just reflects the push and Rianna falls to the ground.
"What did you say to me?" Rallo asks Xavier.
"What are you talking about?" Galder also asks Xavier.
Xavier sees Rallo frown and hates the feeling deja vu.
"That I've always been here?"
Then turns to Galder, "I don't know all I know is that he makes it sound like he's fought that battle a thousand times over in different ways re-creating everything afterwards, and I keep getting this feeling of Deja Vu."
Rallo vanishes into the gloom of the jungle... but his soldiers are starting to swarm angrily on the edge again, ready to launch their attack.
"We should retreat to the inner sanctum," Captain Trad advises. "It's dangerous out here..."
Galder casts a curious glare at Trad, then nods.
"Let's check on the Hopefuls," Galder says curtly.