The Duke, most happy with himself in the suffering that Chanticleer was in, decided to take off his gag so he could hear his last words, then picked him up and dangled him in front of his face. The dining room was one of the few places in the hideout that still had a roof, so even if Chanticleer crowed, it would do absolutely nothing to save anyone.<br/><br/><br/>"There will be no more crowing for the sun, no more daylight! The owls will rule all, forever for all time! We will eat our fill, every day in every possible moment! This feast was just the beginning, Chanticleer. How does it feel to fail hundreds upon thousands of lives that will soon become nothing but tasty morsels?"