Anissa: Talk With Your Fists

I see your training has been moving along, Anissa.

Yes, that's why I'm confused to be fighting you.

Feels like a regression.

I've heard you have a way with words. Let's see how you handle fists.

Impressive. You should let your fists do more of your talking for you.

I will keep that in mind.

You went easy on Lucan.

So? Fighting him was beneath me, Thula.

Never show mercy. Your enemies never will.

You must be ruthless in a fight. Take every advantage you can.

I will.

Thula, I look up to you. How did you manage to reach such heights in this empire of ours?

By knowing my enemies' weaknesses, knowing my strengths, and when to keep my mouth shut.

Now, enough talking. The training continues.

You're getting there, Anissa.

You have the passion to make yourself a truly great Viltrumite.

Mmm. Fresh meat.

Conquest, I just want to say that I know of your reputation and it is an honor to...

Stop. It's time to fight.

I have to go attend the council. But I think I've got time for a few more rounds with you.

I've got all the time in the world.

Anissa, it looks as though your training is reaching its end.

I've been impressed with what I've seen.

So please, impress me.

My pleasure.

Your reflexes are sharp, I suppose, but you continue to second guess yourself.

Trust the Viltrumite inside you to make the right move.

Yes, of course. You are correct.

You're getting tired. Don't. The slightest misstep can mean certain death.

Yes. But I have to say that this really isn't an accurate battle...

You're wasting energy by talking. Save it for the fight.

You're not there yet, Anissa. These training sessions aren't working out for you.

Maybe if...

I will figure out what needs to be done with you.

Anissa. Hello.

Conquest? Thula? What's going on?

We heard you didn't impress General Kregg.

No, not exactly. What he said was...

We don't care what he said. What's important is what it means.

Viltrumites are only as strong as their weakest soldier. We can't have you bringing this empire down.

Wait, this cannot be right. Let me talk to General Kregg. There's been a mistake!

You're the only mistake here.

This training session is over.

What? Training session?

I had to see how you would perform when you truly believed your life was at stake. You did not disappoint.

Congratulations, Anissa.

Thank you, General Kregg. Thank you.

Son of Nowl-Ahn, there is only one way in which this goes. The Earth will welcome the Viltrumites as liberators.

Which side would you like to be on when that happens?

The one that's always fighting you.

This fighting is pointless. Can't you see that?

There is no defeating us. So join us.

The Viltrumite Empire will see to it that this planet has everything...

This planet will never surrender to you. Just shut up!

Fine. Have it your way.

Son of Nowl-Ahn, you have a lot of your father in you.

But not nearly enough.

Admit defeat. It will save us all a lot of time.

The hell?! What do you want, Viltrumite?

The name is Anissa, and you're coming with me.

The hell I am.

That wasn't so hard.

Hey! You can't do this! You can't just kidnap me!

I'm a fairly important guy in this galaxy. You're gonna find yourself in a big heap of...

Shut up.

You talk too much.