Darkblade Part 3

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At College Francoise DuPont, in the courtyard, Adrien is in Mr. D'Argencourt's fencing class. Nadja Chamack, hidden, sees them. Mr. D'Argencourt defeats Adrien with a special attack.

Adrien: Wow, Mr. D'Argencourt, never seen you on fire like this! That was some attack!

Armand: It ought be. This particular maneuver hither was developed by my ancestor Darkblade.

Adrien: Darkblade?

Armand: In the days of yore, Darkblade conquered Paris and ruled over it with an iron fist. Until he was overthrown vence by a wealthy Frenchman who used his dirty gold to buy the loyalties of the common people. To think that not so long ago, my ancestor's flag was waving above Paris... *Nadja and the cameraman walked into the courtyard and stopped behind Mr. D'Argencourt. *

Nadja: Is that why you ran in the election, Mr. D'Argencourt? To seek revenge on your ancestors behalf?

Armand: Part le fer! Who dost we have hither?

Nadja: Nadja Chamack. Don't be bemused, it's just the news! Do you have anything to say about your quote un-quote landslide defeat?

Fred: Hey, you! Excuse me! How did you get in the school?

Nadja: I think it's time to get back to the studio! (runs away)

Fred: Get back here!

Armand: Here endeth the lesson. *He walked angrily. In the Lair, the window opened and the Butterflies fluttered in the Lair. *

Hawk Moth: (in the Lair) A loser and an utter failure in an election

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Hawk Moth: (in the Lair) A loser and an utter failure in an election. But the perfect candidate to lobby my own campaign. *He opened his hand, a Butterfly landed on his hand, he turned a butterfly into an Akuma, and set it free. * Fly away, my evil little akuma, and take control of this defeated fighter! *The Akume flew out of the Lair and into the city. Outside the school, Mr. D'Argencourt is leaving, but Nadja Chamack finds him. *

Nadja: Mr. D'Argencourt, it has been said, and I quote, that you're "stuck in the dark ages like a stubborn old rusted battle-axe". What do you have to say to that?

Armand: Poisonous wretch! Darest thou approach with such venomous questions? Be gone now, pestilent pain in the neck! *He bumps into a poster with Mr. Bourgeois in it. He slices it to pieces. The Akuma comes and enters his saber. *

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