[So much for rationalizing it. Porky's anxieties return. What gave this brat the right to talk about him that way?]

... You actually believe that 'luck' garbage? There's no such thing. There's only power, and I've got plenty of it to put down some sniveling kid. I can use that power in ways even that almighty idiot, Giegue, never imagined!

[His expression becomes grave. Behind his gray bangs, his eyes widen.]

And everything... everything is going my way. Even if somehow I wind up beaten, the Dragon's going to wake up anyway and destroy everything. I don't believe you for a second. Don't you dare lump your failures with me, you miserable little faker.