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- Rewards, yes. Here, I've a nice button for you. Call it a down payment.
- Shiny button, yes yes! Good start! More to come, right? We go, bring things back!
- Can you tell me about this place? What's going on here?
- Why, there's so many of you now! Wonderful. Bring more things, get more shinies!
- No more buttons. Real work, real treasure. Shiny tools, noisy machines! Pay us.
- But...my financial model is based on paying you in trinkets! Can't we renegotiate?
- Negotiate? Yes. Give us things that make our lives easier, or we end yours!
- Please, I meant no offense. I thought we had an equitable arrangement!
- No more buttons. Real work, real treasure. Shinies, noisemakers. We get, or we go!
- Wait, what—oh, never mind. I really need to build myself a less volatile work force.
- Defeat the mysterious strangers.
- This is it. We're going to catapult ourselves to the heights of intellectual achievement.
- I know this hasn't been easy for you, what with all your ethics and whatnot, but...
- Stop right there! Do not activate the Infinity Ball.
- Too late, Zojja. The process is already started. You can't stop progress!
- Listen! My Dangerscope 5000 went critical when I tuned in you idiots. You're going to kill us all.
- No, I'll live forever—as a genius! Now shut up, and enjoy a glimpse of another reality!
- Hello, Zojja. Recognize me? I'm the one you tried to bully into subservience and mediocrity.
- But I left you behind, and achieved greatness: I am the Emperor God-King of my reality.
- Whatever you are, whatever you call yourself, you don't belong here. And you can't stay.
- I can do anything I want. And here, as in my world, the only obstacle to my transcendence is you.
- Hello, Zojja. Recognize me? I'm the one you tried to bully into subservience and mediocrity.
- But I left you behind, and achieved greatness: I am the Grand High Sovereign of my reality.
- Whatever you call yourself, you don't belong here. And you can't stay.
- Never a dull moment.
- Finish What You Started
- If all Mink and Keppa are guilty of is idiocy, then the culprit has to be Haia.
- I've built this golem to Haia's specs. Once I activate it, we should see results. Stand by.
- Good—morning, mistress. How—may—I—serve—curve—kill—you—today? Kill—kill—kill...
- Okay, there's our proof. Hmm. Deactivating the golem may require force.
- These VAL-A golems are remarkably useful. Wherever did they originate from?
- They were a gift from an anonymous donor. Mere toys, of course, but it's nice to be appreciated.
- Masters? I—shall—now—perform—a—deep—cranial—massage...with—my—fists.
- Defeat the Inquest.
- Defend Zojja while she disables Kudu's machine.
- I got this. Anything Kudu built, I can shut down. Leave it to me!
- Not so fast, Zojja. The council can take care of itself. We need experience, not—
- Back off, Flax. I trained with Snaff, just like Kudu. So shut up and let me save us all.
- Putrescence! This thing's booby-trapped to summon elementals. Keep them off me while I work!
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- The Seventh Law of Maginamics posits that magical energy cannot be destroyed. Today I will prove that magic is a limited resource like water, ore, or timber.
- They consume magic at an alarming rate. If the dragons are not stopped soon, they will leech all of the magic from the world.
- Ah, bosh! Magic doesn't get "consumed." It changes form and concentration, but it always returns. It's part of a closed system.
- I have proof! The data is...where did I leave those notes? I must have left them in my lab.
- Shaman Mergath Flarekin takes the form of a Flame Effigy.
- Please excuse me while I fetch my records. I can prove the problem exists, then we can focus on its solution.
- An exhaustive study of Tyrian physiognomy led me to derive what I call Cepha's Constant.
- Multiplied by the mean ratio of body mass to brain size, it yields an important racial metric.
- Namely, said race's importance as a factor in the Eternal Alchemy.
- Your attention, please. I have just been informed that our colleague Gorr will not be returning.