The Dark Knight teleported to the plaza in Limsa Lominsa, and everyone smiled at her. "Hero, you’re here to wreck the plaza floor again."
She didn’t answer. She just stood in front of the great crystal and coolly hoisted her massive sword over her shoulder.
They deliberately raised their voices. "Do you have enough gil to pay for the repairs?"
The girl’s eyes widened. "You’re making things up! How can you slander me out of nowhere..."
"Slander? I saw you breaking all the wooden planks in Gridania yesterday while showing off. You even scared a bunch of Lalafell."
The girl puffed out her cheeks in anger. "Can you call a Dark Knight showing off ‘wrecking the floor’?!" Then came, "If a DRK doesn’t show off, how is it any different from a Monk?" and "I’ve got this awesome dragon-slaying greatsword, so why would I switch to Bard and become an idol?" and "One swing of this sword, and even a dragon will call me daddy!" and "Every single floorboard you’re standing on was paid for by me!" and so on.
When she got carried away, she instinctively planted her sword on the ground...
"Crack..." The floor couldn’t bear the weight of the greatsword and shattered. The blade sank halfway in, and a nearby Yellowjacket reluctantly pulled out a fine.
The girl hung her head and paid the fine, making everyone burst into laughter. The plaza in Limsa Lominsa was filled with merriment.
