01x10 - The Great Dodgeball Plan
Posted: 09/15/22 10:09
Instructor: Good morning, Master Henderson.
Henderson: Good morning, sir.
Henderson: Would you like some tea, as well?
Instructor: Yes, I'd love some.
Instructor: It's been a while since you were in charge of the grade school kids.
Instructor: How are the kids this year?
Henderson: I must say, they show promise.
Instructor: I heard you had to give one of them a Tonitrus Bolt on their first day.
Henderson: True, it was a rather rare occurrence for our prestigious Eden College.
Instructor: It's the first time I've heard of it happening, too.
Henderson: I only did what was necessary.
Henderson: Good deeds shall be praised,
Henderson: and misconduct will be met with punishment.
Henderson: That is essential to education.
Instructor: I have much to learn from you, sir.
Henderson: As the elementary students pass through the gates of Eden College
Henderson: to learn true elegance every day, our school's traditions shall live on.
Henderson: Our house of learning exists to ensure the future of our country is elegant.
Ewen: Lord Damian!
Ewen: Isn't this your older brother, Lord Damian?
Damian: Yes...
Ewen: This must be his entrance ceremony!
Ewen: He's probably elsewhere in this book, too!
Emile: Oh, there he is!
Ewen: Ooh!
Emile: There he is again!
Ewen: And here! He's truly an MVP!
Emile: Your brother is just raking in the Stellas! How magnificent!
Ewen: But I'm sure you'll become an Imperial Scholar even faster, Lord Damian!
Ewen: We all know you'll be the first to get a Stella in our grade!
Damian: W-Well, yes.
Emile: But we still have a while until our exams.
Emile: Your first opportunity will be...
Emile: Our P.E. class next week.
Emile: We'll be having a dodgeball tournament with the other classes!
Ewen: My friend told me something he heard from his friend in Class .
Ewen: He said if you become MVP, you can get a Stella!
Damian: Really?
Emile: This is your chance, Lord Damian!
Damian: MVP, eh?
Henderson: It is a clear, sunny day.
Henderson: Young ladies and gentlemen of Eden,
Henderson: you will be adding another page to Eden's history today...
Henderson: Elegantly and brilliantly.
Damian: Shut up! You picked a fight with me first!
Anya: Anya didn't do anything wrong!
Becky: Exactly! First off, you—
Damian: Shut up, uggo!
Becky: Excuse me?!
Anya: Shithead.
Damian: Shut it, Stubby Legs!
Becky: You're not supposed to talk to girls like that!
Henderson: Ele...gant.
Anya: I have returned!
Yor: Welcome home, Miss Anya.
Anya: Papa, I have acquired important news!
Loid: What?
Loid: You may be able to get a Stella at your next P.E. class?
Anya: That's what Becky said.
Becky: My friend told me something she heard from her friend in Class .
Becky: The MVP from the winning class in next week's tournament
Becky: will receive a Stella!
Loid: So it's a rumor? That seems dubious.
Yor: Then we need to train, Miss Anya!
Anya: Training!
Yor: So what sport will you be playing?
Anya: Dodgeball.
Yor: Dodgeball...
Yor: That's the game where you hit your opponent with a ball to do them in, right?
Loid: "Do them in"?
Anya: Mama! Teach me a k*ller move!
Yor: Very well! I shall teach you the ultimate k*ller move with a ball.
Loid: Are you also athletic, Yor?
Yor: Oh, not exactly.
Yor: I just used to play catch with my brother sometimes.
Yor: I can't tell them I rip people apart and toss them around on a daily basis!
Yor: Just leave this to me, Miss Anya!
Yor: I'll show you a k*ller move that will help you catch that star!
Anya: I will reach for the stars in dodgeball!
Anya: Anya will catch the star!
Yor: That's the spirit!
Loid: I'm glad she's so motivated... but...
Anya: Super Anya will catch the star!
Yor: Yes!
Yor: We'll start with strength training.
Yor: One...
Yor: Two...
Yor: Three...
Yor: Four...
Death-Defying Sit-ups
Yor: Five.
Yor: Six.
Yor: Stamina is crucial, too.
Yor: Miss Anya!
Yor: Now, listen carefully.
Yor: You're not just using your arms when you throw the ball.
Yor: You need to make sure you step out with your foot,
Yor: twist your hips as you shift your weight,
Yor: channel all of your strength into your shoulder, and... throw!
Yor: Okay! Now you give it a try!
Yor: Oh, Loid.
main: Visualizing the Game
Loid: This is training?
Loid: I don't really understand how, but I did decide to let Yor handle this.
Yor: Miss Anya, please wake up.
Yor: Hey!
Anya: Hey!
Yor: Hah!
Anya: Hah!
Yor: Hup!
Anya: Hup!
Yor: Slap!
Anya: Slap!
Yor: Fwap!
Anya: Fwap!
Yor: Chwass!
Anya: Chwass!
Anya: I'm gonna catch that star tomorrow!
Anya: I did my best. I survived Mama's ruthless training.
Anya: I even thought up a name for my k*ller shot.
Anya: I'm gonna seize that star!
Anya: I'm gonna get lots of stars...
Anya: so I can help Papa with his mission!
Emile: At least it's clear that you're motivated.
Ewen: Just make sure you don't hold Lord Damian back, Stubby Legs.
Anya: Second son... and his lackeys.
Becky: Why are we playing together with the boys?
Becky: Being on the same team with him is the worst.
Anya: Second son... The son of Papa's target for this mission.
Anya: Good things happen if I become friends with him.
Damian: Wh-What are you staring at?!
Anya: But he gets really mean, so I don't like him.
Damian: Well, I don't have any time to waste on a runt like you, either.
Anya: A runt?
Damian: I'm going to get MVP in this tournament and be rewarded a Stella.
Damian: I need to become an Imperial Scholar just like my brother.
Damian: Otherwise...
Damian: Father will never notice me.
Ewen: Hey, wait, Lord Damian!
Henderson: Gather round!
Henderson: Your usual P.E. teacher, Bobby, is out sick, so I will be his substitute.
Henderson: Do not forget to be proper young men and ladies,
Henderson: and execute the most elegant of plays.
Students: Yes, sir.
Henderson: We will now begin the dodgeball tournament between Class , Cecile Hall,
Henderson: and Class , Wald Hall.
Henderson: You may now begin!
Sign: THE GREAT DODGEBALL PLAN
Emile: Let's show them who's boss, Lord Damian.
Class mob: You've got this, Damian!
Emile: Lord Damian!
Ewen: We gathered some intel on Class !
Damian: Good.
flashback Damian: In order to be awarded a Stella, you have to become the MVP.
flashback Damian: My enemy...
flashback Damian: is him!
Damian: In order to defeat Class and win this match, first...
Damian: we need to defeat him!
Damian: The son of a command major, Bill Watkins.
Sign: Bill Watkins ()
Class mob: Nice catch, Bill!
Becky: What the heck is that monster?!
Becky: There's no way he's our age!
Ewen: It's him...
Emile: Bazooka Bill!
Emile: Because of his obviously blessed physique and brains,
Emile: he won awards in all kinds of sports tournaments in kindergarten.
Emile: The Monster of Bodam!
Becky: Are there even that many tournaments in kindergarten?!
Damian: Wearing glasses right now is dangerous, old man.
Bill: I humbly thank you for your concern, Damian, son of Chairman Desmond.
Bill: But I'll be fine, because that ball won't be hitting me.
Bill: Also...
Bill: Any hits above the shoulders don't count.
Bill: Enemy positions confirmed.
Bill: Airflow, humidity... both good.
Class mob: Gerf.
Class mob: Gah.
Henderson: Four hits.
Class mob: Wow! Way to go, Bill!
Emile: What?!
Ewen: Is that even possible?!
Damian: Don't panic! That was just a fluke!
Bill: Oh, that wasn't a fluke.
Bill: When I throw the ball...
Bill: Every imaginable detail has been calculated.
Bill: We're not just talking simulations. I've trained my body to its limit.
Bill: Daddy!
Bill's Father: Ah, my son, Bill.
Bill: Yes, Daddy?
Bill's Father: You will eventually be the hero of Eden, as well as our army.
Bill's Father: Make sure you seize those Stellas with your own hands.
Bill's Father: For the future of Ostania!
Bill: Sir, yes, sir!
Bill: Yes... my victory is predetermined.
Becky: Um, hello?! We'll die if that actually hits us!
Bill: Don't worry. I'll hold back on you women.
Becky: Actually, that also pisses me off.
Becky: Gurk!
Henderson: Hit.
Damian: That's some mouth you've got on you.
Damian: Do you really think we went into this without a plan, you giant oaf?
Damian: You can't win...
Damian: at dodgeball all by yourself!
Emile: Ow!
Emile: You're gonna be the MVP! I just know it!
Damian: I'm gonna be the MVP!
Damian: Let's do this! Formation G!
Emile and Ewen: Right!
Henderson: Four hits.
Damian: I'm not done yet!
Emile: Ultimate...
Ewen: ...Shadow...
Damian: ...Clone...
Damian; Emile; Ewen: ...Attack!
Bill: Shadow clone, eh?
Bill: Now, this is what you call...
Bill: a real shadow clone attack!
Emile: Lord Damian...
Emile: It was an honor to fight by your side.
Ewen: Emile!
Emile: I know all kinds of great things about you, Lord Damian.
Emile: Though I can't remember a single one right now, I'm sure there was something.
Emile: Please win, Lord Damian!
Emile: Because you'll always be...
Emile: a true MVP in our hearts!
Ewen: The forbidden... face block!
Ewen: Emile!
Ewen: Emile! Hey! Speak to me!
Emile: Ewen... you dummy. Don't cry.
Ewen: I'm not crying!
Emile: It's not the end yet...
Emile: So don't give up hope.
Ewen: Yeah. I know. I know!
Ewen: Once we give up, it's game over—
Damian: Damn it! At this rate, we're gonna lose.
Damian: I need to find his weakness!
Damian: I don't care if the others go down.
Damian: I need to somehow survive and stand out!
Anya: Second son is a real shithead.
Bill: Next up...
Bill: we have that little runt over there.
Bill: I'm going to aim for... her feet!
Bill: Wha—
Damian: Hey! He missed! Nice!
Out of Bounds Class Student A: Let's get the ball going!
Bill: She just...
Bill: jumped before I threw the ball!
Out of bounds class student B: Take this!
Bill: In that case...
Bill: I'll aim for her right arm!
Bill: Okay, her left!
Bill: I guess I'll just have to use my secret w*apon!
Bill: This throw will suddenly change its course and nail any opponent scampering about!
Bill: Take this!
Bill: Homing Slider Shot!
Becky: What was that about holding back on women?!
Class student: Blorf!
Class student: Blorf!
Henderson: Hit.
Bill: That's impossible! She's reading my every attack!
Bill: Who in the world is that girl?!
Damian: Hey, not bad...
Anya: Heh.
Henderson: "Dodgeball," of course, stems from "dodge,"
Henderson: meaning to swiftly move out of the way.
Henderson: Such elegant evasion!
Becky: Anya! Look out for the guys out of bounds!
Damian: You dummy! Get up, quick!
Bill: You were impressive, but even you can't dodge from that position!
Bill: Die!
Damian: The bastard just threw that ball with everything he has!
Damian: It's unfortunate... But in the end, this is her own fault.
Damian: Don't worry. I shall survive and lead Class to victory.
Henderson: Hit.
Ewen: Wh-What are you doing, Lord Damian?!
Damian: Oh, no! My chance at MVP!
Anya: You protected me?
Damian: Huh?
Anya: Are you a good guy?
Damian: N-N-No!
Damian: I was just frustrated that he was taking out our team left and right,
Damian: so I tried to catch it...
Damian: Damn it all!
Damian: You're the only one left. It's in your hands now.
Anya: The future is in Anya's hands.
Anya: Now is the time to unleash my k*ller shot!
Yor: Miss Anya, this is my final lesson for you.
Yor: The key to throwing a ball well is to put your whole body into the throw.
Yor: Think of this ball as an arrow of light!
Anya: I won't let your death go to waste, second son.
Damian: I'm not dead!
Anya: I will avenge you!
Damian: That power she had when she knocked me out...
Damian: She might just be able to...
Becky: I have no idea what's going on, but this is intense.
Becky: Could it be...
Anya: The most important thing is shifting my weight.
Anya: The power in my stepand the twisting of my hips
Anya: need to go to my widdle hands...
Anya: And then my widdle hands... um... um...
Anya: Anyway!
Anya: k*ller Shot!
Anya: Star Catch Arrow!
Bill: Huh? What?
Bill: Huh?!
Henderson: That's game.
Becky: Huh?
Class students: Yay! We won!
Damian; Ewen; Emile: Huh?
Class students: Now you're definitely getting that Stella, Bill!
Henderson: Hm? Stella?
Henderson: There are no Stella awarded for winning a mere mini-game in a single class.
Henderson: Who in the world suggested otherwise?
Henderson: On the other hand, you had the nerve to yell something as vile as "die" during the match,
Henderson: so I have no issue with giving you a Tonitrus Bolt instead.
Class students: Don't worry, Bill! We'll just try harder next time!
Class students: We'll have another chance.
Henderson: But to think...
Henderson: Two students who were at odds with each other worked together to take on this challenge.
Becky: Too bad, Anya. But you did great!
Henderson: This shows that you are worthy of a Stella, young ladies and gentlemen.
Becky: Cheer up!
Damian: You can't be serious, you moron! What was that crappy throw?!
Damian: I shouldn't have defended you!
Anya: Shock!
Becky: What's your problem? It's not like you hit anyone!
Anya: Anya doesn't like you after all.
Damian: What did you say, Stubby Legs?!
Becky: You're not supposed to say stuff like that to girls!
Henderson: Or perhaps not.
Anya: You really are a shithead.
Damian: Huh?! Say that again!
Anya: Everything Mama teaches me is useless.
Emile and Ewen: Yeah!
sign: "STELLA"
Henderson: Good morning, sir.
Henderson: Would you like some tea, as well?
Instructor: Yes, I'd love some.
Instructor: It's been a while since you were in charge of the grade school kids.
Instructor: How are the kids this year?
Henderson: I must say, they show promise.
Instructor: I heard you had to give one of them a Tonitrus Bolt on their first day.
Henderson: True, it was a rather rare occurrence for our prestigious Eden College.
Instructor: It's the first time I've heard of it happening, too.
Henderson: I only did what was necessary.
Henderson: Good deeds shall be praised,
Henderson: and misconduct will be met with punishment.
Henderson: That is essential to education.
Instructor: I have much to learn from you, sir.
Henderson: As the elementary students pass through the gates of Eden College
Henderson: to learn true elegance every day, our school's traditions shall live on.
Henderson: Our house of learning exists to ensure the future of our country is elegant.
Ewen: Lord Damian!
Ewen: Isn't this your older brother, Lord Damian?
Damian: Yes...
Ewen: This must be his entrance ceremony!
Ewen: He's probably elsewhere in this book, too!
Emile: Oh, there he is!
Ewen: Ooh!
Emile: There he is again!
Ewen: And here! He's truly an MVP!
Emile: Your brother is just raking in the Stellas! How magnificent!
Ewen: But I'm sure you'll become an Imperial Scholar even faster, Lord Damian!
Ewen: We all know you'll be the first to get a Stella in our grade!
Damian: W-Well, yes.
Emile: But we still have a while until our exams.
Emile: Your first opportunity will be...
Emile: Our P.E. class next week.
Emile: We'll be having a dodgeball tournament with the other classes!
Ewen: My friend told me something he heard from his friend in Class .
Ewen: He said if you become MVP, you can get a Stella!
Damian: Really?
Emile: This is your chance, Lord Damian!
Damian: MVP, eh?
Henderson: It is a clear, sunny day.
Henderson: Young ladies and gentlemen of Eden,
Henderson: you will be adding another page to Eden's history today...
Henderson: Elegantly and brilliantly.
Damian: Shut up! You picked a fight with me first!
Anya: Anya didn't do anything wrong!
Becky: Exactly! First off, you—
Damian: Shut up, uggo!
Becky: Excuse me?!
Anya: Shithead.
Damian: Shut it, Stubby Legs!
Becky: You're not supposed to talk to girls like that!
Henderson: Ele...gant.
Anya: I have returned!
Yor: Welcome home, Miss Anya.
Anya: Papa, I have acquired important news!
Loid: What?
Loid: You may be able to get a Stella at your next P.E. class?
Anya: That's what Becky said.
Becky: My friend told me something she heard from her friend in Class .
Becky: The MVP from the winning class in next week's tournament
Becky: will receive a Stella!
Loid: So it's a rumor? That seems dubious.
Yor: Then we need to train, Miss Anya!
Anya: Training!
Yor: So what sport will you be playing?
Anya: Dodgeball.
Yor: Dodgeball...
Yor: That's the game where you hit your opponent with a ball to do them in, right?
Loid: "Do them in"?
Anya: Mama! Teach me a k*ller move!
Yor: Very well! I shall teach you the ultimate k*ller move with a ball.
Loid: Are you also athletic, Yor?
Yor: Oh, not exactly.
Yor: I just used to play catch with my brother sometimes.
Yor: I can't tell them I rip people apart and toss them around on a daily basis!
Yor: Just leave this to me, Miss Anya!
Yor: I'll show you a k*ller move that will help you catch that star!
Anya: I will reach for the stars in dodgeball!
Anya: Anya will catch the star!
Yor: That's the spirit!
Loid: I'm glad she's so motivated... but...
Anya: Super Anya will catch the star!
Yor: Yes!
Yor: We'll start with strength training.
Yor: One...
Yor: Two...
Yor: Three...
Yor: Four...
Death-Defying Sit-ups
Yor: Five.
Yor: Six.
Yor: Stamina is crucial, too.
Yor: Miss Anya!
Yor: Now, listen carefully.
Yor: You're not just using your arms when you throw the ball.
Yor: You need to make sure you step out with your foot,
Yor: twist your hips as you shift your weight,
Yor: channel all of your strength into your shoulder, and... throw!
Yor: Okay! Now you give it a try!
Yor: Oh, Loid.
main: Visualizing the Game
Loid: This is training?
Loid: I don't really understand how, but I did decide to let Yor handle this.
Yor: Miss Anya, please wake up.
Yor: Hey!
Anya: Hey!
Yor: Hah!
Anya: Hah!
Yor: Hup!
Anya: Hup!
Yor: Slap!
Anya: Slap!
Yor: Fwap!
Anya: Fwap!
Yor: Chwass!
Anya: Chwass!
Anya: I'm gonna catch that star tomorrow!
Anya: I did my best. I survived Mama's ruthless training.
Anya: I even thought up a name for my k*ller shot.
Anya: I'm gonna seize that star!
Anya: I'm gonna get lots of stars...
Anya: so I can help Papa with his mission!
Emile: At least it's clear that you're motivated.
Ewen: Just make sure you don't hold Lord Damian back, Stubby Legs.
Anya: Second son... and his lackeys.
Becky: Why are we playing together with the boys?
Becky: Being on the same team with him is the worst.
Anya: Second son... The son of Papa's target for this mission.
Anya: Good things happen if I become friends with him.
Damian: Wh-What are you staring at?!
Anya: But he gets really mean, so I don't like him.
Damian: Well, I don't have any time to waste on a runt like you, either.
Anya: A runt?
Damian: I'm going to get MVP in this tournament and be rewarded a Stella.
Damian: I need to become an Imperial Scholar just like my brother.
Damian: Otherwise...
Damian: Father will never notice me.
Ewen: Hey, wait, Lord Damian!
Henderson: Gather round!
Henderson: Your usual P.E. teacher, Bobby, is out sick, so I will be his substitute.
Henderson: Do not forget to be proper young men and ladies,
Henderson: and execute the most elegant of plays.
Students: Yes, sir.
Henderson: We will now begin the dodgeball tournament between Class , Cecile Hall,
Henderson: and Class , Wald Hall.
Henderson: You may now begin!
Sign: THE GREAT DODGEBALL PLAN
Emile: Let's show them who's boss, Lord Damian.
Class mob: You've got this, Damian!
Emile: Lord Damian!
Ewen: We gathered some intel on Class !
Damian: Good.
flashback Damian: In order to be awarded a Stella, you have to become the MVP.
flashback Damian: My enemy...
flashback Damian: is him!
Damian: In order to defeat Class and win this match, first...
Damian: we need to defeat him!
Damian: The son of a command major, Bill Watkins.
Sign: Bill Watkins ()
Class mob: Nice catch, Bill!
Becky: What the heck is that monster?!
Becky: There's no way he's our age!
Ewen: It's him...
Emile: Bazooka Bill!
Emile: Because of his obviously blessed physique and brains,
Emile: he won awards in all kinds of sports tournaments in kindergarten.
Emile: The Monster of Bodam!
Becky: Are there even that many tournaments in kindergarten?!
Damian: Wearing glasses right now is dangerous, old man.
Bill: I humbly thank you for your concern, Damian, son of Chairman Desmond.
Bill: But I'll be fine, because that ball won't be hitting me.
Bill: Also...
Bill: Any hits above the shoulders don't count.
Bill: Enemy positions confirmed.
Bill: Airflow, humidity... both good.
Class mob: Gerf.
Class mob: Gah.
Henderson: Four hits.
Class mob: Wow! Way to go, Bill!
Emile: What?!
Ewen: Is that even possible?!
Damian: Don't panic! That was just a fluke!
Bill: Oh, that wasn't a fluke.
Bill: When I throw the ball...
Bill: Every imaginable detail has been calculated.
Bill: We're not just talking simulations. I've trained my body to its limit.
Bill: Daddy!
Bill's Father: Ah, my son, Bill.
Bill: Yes, Daddy?
Bill's Father: You will eventually be the hero of Eden, as well as our army.
Bill's Father: Make sure you seize those Stellas with your own hands.
Bill's Father: For the future of Ostania!
Bill: Sir, yes, sir!
Bill: Yes... my victory is predetermined.
Becky: Um, hello?! We'll die if that actually hits us!
Bill: Don't worry. I'll hold back on you women.
Becky: Actually, that also pisses me off.
Becky: Gurk!
Henderson: Hit.
Damian: That's some mouth you've got on you.
Damian: Do you really think we went into this without a plan, you giant oaf?
Damian: You can't win...
Damian: at dodgeball all by yourself!
Emile: Ow!
Emile: You're gonna be the MVP! I just know it!
Damian: I'm gonna be the MVP!
Damian: Let's do this! Formation G!
Emile and Ewen: Right!
Henderson: Four hits.
Damian: I'm not done yet!
Emile: Ultimate...
Ewen: ...Shadow...
Damian: ...Clone...
Damian; Emile; Ewen: ...Attack!
Bill: Shadow clone, eh?
Bill: Now, this is what you call...
Bill: a real shadow clone attack!
Emile: Lord Damian...
Emile: It was an honor to fight by your side.
Ewen: Emile!
Emile: I know all kinds of great things about you, Lord Damian.
Emile: Though I can't remember a single one right now, I'm sure there was something.
Emile: Please win, Lord Damian!
Emile: Because you'll always be...
Emile: a true MVP in our hearts!
Ewen: The forbidden... face block!
Ewen: Emile!
Ewen: Emile! Hey! Speak to me!
Emile: Ewen... you dummy. Don't cry.
Ewen: I'm not crying!
Emile: It's not the end yet...
Emile: So don't give up hope.
Ewen: Yeah. I know. I know!
Ewen: Once we give up, it's game over—
Damian: Damn it! At this rate, we're gonna lose.
Damian: I need to find his weakness!
Damian: I don't care if the others go down.
Damian: I need to somehow survive and stand out!
Anya: Second son is a real shithead.
Bill: Next up...
Bill: we have that little runt over there.
Bill: I'm going to aim for... her feet!
Bill: Wha—
Damian: Hey! He missed! Nice!
Out of Bounds Class Student A: Let's get the ball going!
Bill: She just...
Bill: jumped before I threw the ball!
Out of bounds class student B: Take this!
Bill: In that case...
Bill: I'll aim for her right arm!
Bill: Okay, her left!
Bill: I guess I'll just have to use my secret w*apon!
Bill: This throw will suddenly change its course and nail any opponent scampering about!
Bill: Take this!
Bill: Homing Slider Shot!
Becky: What was that about holding back on women?!
Class student: Blorf!
Class student: Blorf!
Henderson: Hit.
Bill: That's impossible! She's reading my every attack!
Bill: Who in the world is that girl?!
Damian: Hey, not bad...
Anya: Heh.
Henderson: "Dodgeball," of course, stems from "dodge,"
Henderson: meaning to swiftly move out of the way.
Henderson: Such elegant evasion!
Becky: Anya! Look out for the guys out of bounds!
Damian: You dummy! Get up, quick!
Bill: You were impressive, but even you can't dodge from that position!
Bill: Die!
Damian: The bastard just threw that ball with everything he has!
Damian: It's unfortunate... But in the end, this is her own fault.
Damian: Don't worry. I shall survive and lead Class to victory.
Henderson: Hit.
Ewen: Wh-What are you doing, Lord Damian?!
Damian: Oh, no! My chance at MVP!
Anya: You protected me?
Damian: Huh?
Anya: Are you a good guy?
Damian: N-N-No!
Damian: I was just frustrated that he was taking out our team left and right,
Damian: so I tried to catch it...
Damian: Damn it all!
Damian: You're the only one left. It's in your hands now.
Anya: The future is in Anya's hands.
Anya: Now is the time to unleash my k*ller shot!
Yor: Miss Anya, this is my final lesson for you.
Yor: The key to throwing a ball well is to put your whole body into the throw.
Yor: Think of this ball as an arrow of light!
Anya: I won't let your death go to waste, second son.
Damian: I'm not dead!
Anya: I will avenge you!
Damian: That power she had when she knocked me out...
Damian: She might just be able to...
Becky: I have no idea what's going on, but this is intense.
Becky: Could it be...
Anya: The most important thing is shifting my weight.
Anya: The power in my stepand the twisting of my hips
Anya: need to go to my widdle hands...
Anya: And then my widdle hands... um... um...
Anya: Anyway!
Anya: k*ller Shot!
Anya: Star Catch Arrow!
Bill: Huh? What?
Bill: Huh?!
Henderson: That's game.
Becky: Huh?
Class students: Yay! We won!
Damian; Ewen; Emile: Huh?
Class students: Now you're definitely getting that Stella, Bill!
Henderson: Hm? Stella?
Henderson: There are no Stella awarded for winning a mere mini-game in a single class.
Henderson: Who in the world suggested otherwise?
Henderson: On the other hand, you had the nerve to yell something as vile as "die" during the match,
Henderson: so I have no issue with giving you a Tonitrus Bolt instead.
Class students: Don't worry, Bill! We'll just try harder next time!
Class students: We'll have another chance.
Henderson: But to think...
Henderson: Two students who were at odds with each other worked together to take on this challenge.
Becky: Too bad, Anya. But you did great!
Henderson: This shows that you are worthy of a Stella, young ladies and gentlemen.
Becky: Cheer up!
Damian: You can't be serious, you moron! What was that crappy throw?!
Damian: I shouldn't have defended you!
Anya: Shock!
Becky: What's your problem? It's not like you hit anyone!
Anya: Anya doesn't like you after all.
Damian: What did you say, Stubby Legs?!
Becky: You're not supposed to say stuff like that to girls!
Henderson: Or perhaps not.
Anya: You really are a shithead.
Damian: Huh?! Say that again!
Anya: Everything Mama teaches me is useless.
Emile and Ewen: Yeah!
sign: "STELLA"