Words of the Constant
The machine shall not hold much longer.
I have halted its dark work for now.
It is exorcising evil from the sea.
Something vile bubbles from beneath.
To ensnare mine enemies!
I shall not consume it!
This tree is adequate.
Its lack of meat offends me.
Even touched by fire, I will not consume it!
A tree still weak with youth.
You are not yet ready for battle, bird.
I hope you like vegetables... the meat is for me.
To enter battle with me is your choice, bird.
It requires purple gems.
It will harness my awesome speed.
Aids me in my battle against walking!
To Asgard!
A bridge to another world.
The bridge is unstable yet.
The bridge is incomplete.
Perhaps this holds the secret to this land's Bifrost.
A sturdy crank.
I vow to complete it!
I will quest to find its place in this world.
An artifact of a quest.
A strange thing, indeed!
A ring worthy of a Giant.
No decency. It's not even metal meat.
It appears similar to the Bifrost.
It is missing things.
It is part of something.
It cranks. But for what?
What strange contraption is this?
Is it valuable?
What trickery is this?
I ride through the air and the sea!
Returns me from another realm.
It has been razed.
Sleep this night, and prepare for battle on the morrow.
It looks fierce. Into the fray!
Gooey, but dangerous. I like it.
A tough hide.
I will thrust my spear into that mass of tentacles!
A towering tentacled foe.
A gross, grasping appendage.
I hope my spear doesn't poke a hole in it.
This material possesses gargantuan strength!
Looks like shiny popped corn.
This metal bird has the force of Thor's hammer!
This bird calls upon the mighty Thor!