"Weary isn't the right word. I'm getting bored, honestly. I didn't think saving the universe would be so redundant."

Snark. The one true weapon against the Darkness.
Yes, this was going well.

Song crossed her arms over her chest. If she'd brought a glaive or staff, it wasn't visible.

"What is it you plan to do if you win, though? Maybe that's a redundant question in itself, but I mean... I know you, Maleficent. There's more to you than Darkness, and I think there always will be. So what happens when all the worlds have been destroyed or reduced to shadows and there's nothing left to turn? Can you really be satisfied with that lack of variety? Of struggle? What will be your purpose when the deed is done?"