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- I haven't picked your spot yet. Follow me.
- Give me some distance. The wider my field of vision, the more of them I can see coming. And the more damage I can do.
- Always glad to have you watching my back. Get ready.
- Good. That lets me deal with the enemy and keep an eye on you. None of us are dying on an Ash Legion mission.
- I found a better spot. Follow me.
- You're right where I want you. Get ready—they'll be here soon.
- This is it, huh? Fine. I'll stay here until you tell me to leave. Or until the body pile blocks my line of sight.
- Well, let's just say inspiration point is right here. Knock 'em dead.
- You tell me: where's the best place to show off your skills?
- Just put me where you want the ghosts to suffer most. Then, it's time for Maverick to inspire some awe
- That's you: always thinking of others. I'll put you right here.
- Give me one more second to find just the right spot.
- You know me. I like to kill 'em face-to-face. It's my way of making sure they see something pretty before they die.
- Well, just make sure your face keeps its eyes open.
- Here. There. Doesn't matter where I stand. Awesome comes not from the feet, but from the face.
- That's not why, but I do want to move you. Follow me.
- You're perfect right where you are. Stay ready.
- Standing by, boss. Unless you want me in a more prominent spot so I can put on a killing clinic.
- Practice makes perfect. Stay right there...and be ready.
- I'm open to suggestion. Where would you have the most fun?
- The thing I like best about ghosts is you can keep killing the same one over and over 'til you get it right. After that, you can kill it right every time.
- Sounds good. I think I'll put you right here.
- I'm still figuring that out. Give me a second.
- Well, since you asked—it's best to keep me off the front line. I can pitch in at range, toss a few explosives, and keep an eye on the turrets in case they need repair.
- Love your attitude. Just ease up on the volume, okay? They'll be here soon.
- All right, ghosts. One, two, three, four. Reeva's here to kill you more!
- I found a better place for you. Follow me.
- This is the place. Stay here; our fight starts soon.
- So, this is the spot? Not too close. Not too far. But, just right. Like in "Goldenmane and the Three Kodans."
- I need more time to decide.
- As you say.
- I know. Still, I can't help feeling that something horrible's happened to my brother. I hope we find him soon.
- Valiant! Thank...the Pale Tree. I thought I'd never see a friendly face again.
- Remind me.
- Yep. Three turrets on the wagon...unload turrets, deploy turrets, fire turrets.
- I was fine with the turrets before your upgrade, but now I'm impressed. Both firepower and portability...what will they think of next. You remember how this works, right?
- Got it. I'll get started.
- Just take one from the wagon, place it in the field, and it'll hit anything that comes in range. You can pick it up and re-place it at will. But remember, we only had time to build three.
- Take as much time as you need. We'll leave a light on. Good luck, soldier.
- Oh, I get it. "Iron sees a problem, builds a solution"...and leaves a big old mess. Have a nice march back to the citadel. We've got the clean up. As usual.
- Then let's show these ghosts what happens when you mix Iron and Ash.
- I'm looking forward to seeing these Ghostbore Turrets in action. Maybe someday we can fit 'em with sticky shot too. But today, it's your show.
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- But ghosts are stuck in the past, right? So he can't know about our turrets.
- Labofski is a hardened veteran. He was a thug before he was a soldier. He wants the quick knock-out. He'll send his soldiers right at our forward camp and the vehicles in it.
- What about my warband?
- Exactly. Ascalonian ghosts only see things as they were in Old Ascalon. Your turrets are new, so they won't recognize them at all. They'll charge face-first into your Ghostbore volleys.
- Right away, Tribune.