Weaklings: (Collapsing in pain) Ow, the struggles of Djzones life are real. (Groans)

Sankio: (Casually petting themself on the couch) Well, that's the perks of having fur in the Djzones. No scars, no bruises, just a cozy existence. You Weaklings really have it rough.

Weaklings: (Managing a weak smile) Yeah, yeah, rub it in. But hey, we wouldn't trade our battle scars for anything.

Sankio: (Chuckles) Fair enough. Each to their own Djzones experience.

(As the Weaklings recover from their ordeal and Sankio enjoys the comfort of their fur, the scene portrays the diverse and contrasting lives within the Djzones.)