Words of the Constant
You've been found, little beast!
You would make a fine stagehand, I hardly saw ye!
You were good, but not good enough!
You cannot escape my keen eye!
Glorious victory!!
has lead us to glorious victory!
Only one remains! Victory is imminent!
Arrgh! The little beasties were too clever.
Alas! We need to find the last of them soon!
Perhaps we're too far to find the little beasties.
We have returned to the hunting grounds.
A hunt is always better with more warriors!
Let our glorious hunt commence!
Call thy hordes, they shan't protect thee!
RUN AWAY!
Now the true battle begins!
Ugh, my head.
I rode in on a bolt lightning.
Curses! I shall hew off thy dark meddling hand!
That wasn't very exciting.
Thou return'st!
The sky doth weep with woe and death!
Slaughter aloft!
Something doth shine like a beacon in the distance.
Fret not, faithful warrior. I shall return for thee.
That light in the sky... 'tis a challenge to all who see it!
I burn from within!
My belly is aflame!
The fire within hath subsided.
What foul magic is this?
I've been bewitched!!
Thank Odin, the curse hath been lifted.
Thy form takes shape!
It calls from within!
Taste thy freedom!
Thy form takes shape!
It calls from within!
Taste thy freedom!
Thy form takes shape!
It calls from within!
Taste thy freedom!
'Twas all in vain!
Away, tiny demons!
Don't give up, beast! Fight!
Twisted dead-eaters doth circle above!
Not with the gift of battle before me!
Battle is upon us, there'll be no rest!
It's not safe to sleep. Use the spear!
The sun is high, journey on!
I'll not rest yet.