Words of the Constant
That was putrid.
That was past its expiration date.
A civilized man does not eat such things.
I suppose it's only right to share this with the others.
That hit the spot.
I'd rather sleep like the dead.
Respect my brawn!
That's too stiff a drink.
Reduced... to this...
Huff... huff...
This is... peasant... work...
Oh... my back...
I wasn't... built for this...
All my joints... are cracking!
I... was a king, you know..!
Oof... huff...
This... better not ruin... my suit.
That smell... both nostalgic and terrifying!
Thank goodness for the light.
What's this? My shadow puppets feel just a bit stronger...
I can feel the strength of my shadow puppets growing.
Go, my shadow puppets! With this power, nothing will stand in our way.
The shadow puppets I summon will be unstoppable!
Gaah! The horror!
Oh, what a magnificent horror.
It'll be back.
I've been awaiting your return. Let's end this.
There goes my respite.
I'm growing more knowledgeable than I'd care to be about this stuff.
Ack, those infernal nettles!
The nettle's poison is burning in my veins!
The worst has passed.
Am I supposed to come running every time I spot a flare?
There are unspeakable horrors below.
Ah!
I can't!
Freedom, at last!
They're whispering through the core of my mind...!
Ugh! It burns!
I'd better not take a stroll in the acid rain anytime soon.
There goes my protection against the fire.
I can't believe it worked.
Surprise, surprise.
My brain swells with power!
My heart can't stand the heat!
The hounds are growing restless.
I am empty inside.
I'll stick to hunting less dangerous game.
I smell dung and beast sweat.
Drat! It got away.