Words of the Constant
Wortox abides by a warrior's code.
The tool of a plunderer.
Impish magic has power over death?
He doth keep souls of the slain.
Ah, you wish to test your mettle in combat? As you wish!
Wurt toys with Hel's flames!
Hail, Wurt, small beastie of the marshlands!
You've a warrior's spirit, but you're not ready for Valhalla yet!
I will not be defeated so easily, beastie!
It seems you have a kind heart 'neath that scaly hide.
The small beastie seems keen to expand her kingdom.
The small beastie seems keen to expand her kingdom.
WX-78! You insult my honor!
That metal warrior would see this world burn.
May Thor's bolts energize you, WX-78!
Metal warrior, it is not your time. A heart!
We shall see whose steel is stronger, WX-78!
WX-78 is brimming with honor.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
These boons shall empower our metal warrior.
Like a new suit of armor, the metal warrior may simply don a fresh body!
Loyal courier! Provision thy Iron Lord!
Go forth, valiant scoutling!
Rain lightening upon thy foes!
By this, the Iron Lord calls a Valkyrie from the heavens!
Even Mjolnir could not crack this foul brick!
A cursed loaf, born from the very innards of the metal warrior!
There is sorcery at work here.
What spoils hath our metal warrior bestowed?