This doth alright

"This doth alright," thou sayest. "Such a thing is good. This wast a test thou see; of thine resolve. Nearest all of thou have failt. I am a servant of the Devil, Satan, and I wish to see suffering and anguish whereverest I walk. Now that thou havest all cast away thine shoes, thou have all aligned thyselves with mine enemy, the holeigh justice of light." Thou put onst thy secret boots thou wert hiding in thou evil pouch and unceremoniously cut down each and every bandit in the room.

Only ye leader now stands, in deeper tears.

Thous whispereth unto him, "Thou hast been given this gift by our dark lord. Wear thine shoes with pride, knave. Be free."