Black Mage stands the ladder against the wall, climbs it and takes four light bulbs from the ceiling. He shows them to Carol
So yeah. That's four Orbs of Light. Don't touch them, they are hot. Hot with destiny!
Well. They are orbs. And they are hot.
See? You can't argue with fate. Now let us see the King.
I'll buzz you in.
And so, in the throne room...
So you're saying that if we send every Light Warrior applicant, it will result in untold bloodshed as their worthless bodies are slain by the vast armadas of evil lurking in the shadows of our vast, dangerous world?
And that is... bad?
(offscreen) Excuse me your highnesses, there are some Light Warriors here to see you.
Oh, don't bother with that, Carol. Just send 'em out into the wild to be slain like the fodder they no doubt are.
No no no! Send them in so we can interview them first.
Oh right. We're trying to stop senseless and rampant death. Sorry, hon. Won't happen again, I promise.