The Wind Mage
Goomba
I continue to chill in Dimension D for a bit, but I get bored. So I lock Luna in a magic-resistant cell made of adamantium, and then I take the throne, and sit on it. I then summon up an ottoman to put my feet on. And an end table. And a bowl of Tostitos. And some salsa.
The throne is now mine!
The throne is now mine!