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Kuja: What have I to fear?

Balthier: (nonchantly pouring himself a drink) The Avengers. (seeing Kuja's puzzled reaction, he rolls his eyes a little) It's what we call ourselves. Sorta like a team. "Terra's mightiest heroes" type thing.

Kuja: (smirking) Yes. I've met them.

Balthier: (smirking back) Yeah. Takes us a while to get any traction, I'll give ya that. But, let's do a headcount here: Your brother, the reaper; a Soldier--a living legend who kind of lives up to the legend; a man with breathtaking anger management issues; a dragoon and a magitek knight — and you, big fella, you've managed to piss off every single one of 'em.

Kuja: That was the plan.

Balthier: Not a great plan. When they come — and they will — they'll come for you.

Kuja: I have an army.

Balthier: We have Chaos.

Kuja: Oh, I thought the beast had wandered off.

Balthier: No, you're missing the point — there is no throne. There is no version of this where you come out on top. Maybe your army comes, and maybe it's too much for us, but it's all on you. 'Cause if we can't protect Terra, you can be damn well sure we'll avenge it.

~*~

Balthier: And there's one more person you pissed off. His name is Zack.