Baltor:
Your fairy dust erased the dark magic of the Ancestresses.
Bloom:
But that's...!
Baltor:
And now I am myself again- A wizard created from a dark ember of the Great Dragon's fire!
Bloom:
I'm still gonna finish you off!!
Baltor:
I have a better idea, Bloom. Something that will help me achieve my destiny, and you finally locate your birth parents.
Bloom:
I don't believe you know anything about my birth parents!!
Baltor:
But the Ancient Witches do. In fact, they hold the key to both our destinies:
For you finding Oritel and Miriam, and for me achieving the greatness that I deserve. So this is what I propose to you, Bloom:
Turn your rage on the Ancestresses and join me. Together we will be strong enough to defeat them and make them give us what we want. You and I are the same, Bloom. We are book ends, matching pieces of the greatest ancient magic ever to exist.
Bloom:
The only thing we have in common is our Dragon Fire! And right now, my is gonna fight yours until one of them is out.
Baltor:
So be it. I gave you one last chance! And now I'm going to destroy you!
Bloom:
Not if I destroy you first! Dragon Fire Fury.
