Words of the Constant
It is already brimming with goods.
My stalwart companion currently has use of that.
I fear that does not go there.
It belongs to the metal warrior.
T'would not do to meddle with my ally's effects.
I shall not meddle with that.
‘Tis not for me.
That knowledge is forbidden by the gods.
I already wield such knowledge.
This is nary the time nor place.
'Tis a map with no directions.
This map is for some distant land...
That beast belongs to another.
I've already chosen my beast.
I cannot.
'Tis dead.
'Tis not mine.'
Not when there is battle to be won!
By Odin's beard, I shall find the right key!
The true key must be out there somewhere.
I cannot wrap that which does not exist!
I fear I cannot!
I shall valiantly wait my turn.
Mayhaps there is another competition elsewhere.
Where is he hiding?
He doth wander 'cross the lands.
He is full set upon his duties.
This is known to me.
If I can't do it, it can't be done!
May I return to battle now?
Victory! Alright, let us away.
Show yourselves, winged foes!
Back to the Otherworld, victory shall be mine!
The earth rebels against us!
Tis the footsteps of a giant!
What plagues you, mother Gaia?
A gift, that you may not devour us.
A tribute for thee, great lion!
O great lion, we pay tribute this day!
The gods have given me a vision... some kind of machine?
It hath not the energy to perform its task.
I've already seen this vision.
The beasts shalt soon reemerge!
The gods are angered!
There is danger on the wind!
My warrior's spirit is invigorated!
I've been granted the power of Thor!
A little water is nothing to a Viking!
Ha! No attack frightens me!
Sleep can no longer claim me!