It was then that Larxene's hands wrapped around his throat and lifted him up. She just loved to see him squirm. It made her damned day! She laughed at him, at his situation, and perhaps at the thought that she was getting some revenge (a lot of revenge) from this. His helplessness was what made it all possible, really.

"You're a failure, Laharl, even as an overlord, even with you're power, because I still won!" She said, sparks flying around her, as electricity flowed through her, and directing into him. Kilowatt after piercing kilowatt.