Struker
Monk, you may be good, but you are not bulletproof.
My brother monks, you have seen the destructive power which is mine to command. I also have the power to leave this blessed monastery in peace. I trust you will do what's best for all of us and step aside. No? [All monks are executed]
Monk, you may be good, but you are not bulletproof.
You may be my granddaughter. But that will only protect you for so long.
My brother monks, when I finally get my hands on your brother with no name, he will, of course, resist my efforts to secure the location of the scroll. But with this machine, I'll torture the information I need out of him. And now for a little test.
Did you really think I was going to share ultimate power with you?
I don't like monkeys.