: You're the Mage Tellah, aren't you?
: That's right, you're Strago right?
: You got it. I thought you were dead.
: I was, but in this place all who have lived, are living or will live may exist.
: Yes, that's my understanding. But if that is so, why do you appear as an old man? Can't you choose what time in your physical life you wish to exist?
: Old man! Look in the mirror.
: I'm still young!
: I could run circles around an old-timer like yourself.
: Are you saying you want a piece of me?
: Figure it out yourself, Fire 3!
: Argh! Step Mine!
: Yiee! Bolt 3!
: Aaaah! Grand Train!
: Owww! This looks like a stalemate to me, *gasp gasp*.
: *huff puff* You're right.
: *pant* Give up?
: *wheeze* Nope. You?
: I don't *huff* think so *puff*
: Lv3 Muddle!
: You missed... Now's my chance, I'm giving up my life to destroy... YOU!
: You suicidal maniac!
: Meteo!
: Yeeeeeeouch!
: ....
: ....
Winner: Draw
: Hey! I beat him! ME!
: I didn't convert my health into magic. I deserve the win.
Judge: Look, you're both kinda pathetic. Just give it up.
: My agent's gonna hear about this!
: Mine too, they can't go around treating us like dirt!
Judge: That's it! Super Nova!
: Now you've done it.
: Me? You started this.
Winner: Judge