"So as the prophecy speaks; One Riddle will for Wonder Fight and With Two shall Finally Reunite!" spoke the 'Great Crackpot' before closing his eyes and exhaling... then reopening them and taking a deep breath.

"Why so many capitals?" asked a passerby before walking off down the street, never to be seen again by any noteworthy characters to our knowledge. For now.

"I'll tell you why!" yelled the 'Mad Prophet' "It's BECAUSE IT MATTERS idiot!" forgetting he had yet to tell anyone else the brand new, incredibly important prophecy, he proceeded to walk the down the street murmuring about Dawnbringers, Heroes and Visionaries as he looked for the nearest Dos Capas store.

...

Elsewhere a pair of glowing green half-keys playing 2 sided chess on the wall dividing them said "Riddle was it?" before flashing away with the game finished with a perfect negative checkmate.