- Sofia: [walks to the top of a large boulder] Prisma!
- Prisma: [with immense displeasure] Princess Sofia.
- Sofia: [about the stolen crown] You can hand that over or I can call the Protectors. Your choice.
- Prisma: Hand over one of the Wicked Nine? Hmm, I don't love that idea, but I do love this one.
- [uses the crown to shoot lightning at Sofia who jumps aside]
- Prisma: Huh, funny weather we're having, isn't it?
- Prisma: [to Sofia] Now then Princess, you have been a thorn in my side once too often.
- [shoots a ground-shattering blast of lightning at Sofia as an act of revenge against her]
- Sofia: [the ground begins to crack and Sofia runs from it] Aaah! Oh no!
- Cedric: Hang on, Princess!
- Sofia: Mr. Cedric!
- [Cedric pushes Sofia out of the way and falls into the crack in the ground]