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• Killing! Here I go!
• Sounds bad. I'll let you deal with it.
• Welcome to the Smokestead armory. We make a lot of things here, big things that go boom and kaboom. You haven't seen any Flame Legion around, have you?
• Flame Legion? Why would they come here?
• Interesting, but hardly enough to keep me around. Bye.
• They get bold and come right up to our threshold thinking they can screw things up for us. They're warped. All I know is we've got orders to kill them on sight.
• I wouldn't, if I were you.
• If I see any, they're dead.
• If you're around when they attack, you can lend support. We've got these turrets. You could hop on one and lay the boom down on them. You can practice now, if you want.
• Nowhere is safe in this area, not like Hoelbrak. There are steads in the north, but the Svanir and icebrood are all over the slopes.
• I don't need to practice. Thanks, though.
• They're at the armory! There's a hundred of them, and they've got their flame god eyes on! Alert! Alert!
• If you do, you'll regret it.
• Send someone else. I'm busy.
• At the armory, like I said. Not far from here. Follow the crowd, and give them a poke or two for me, will you? I'll be there shortly.
• They'll feel my wrath!
• Huff! Those dreg-licking coal-munchers have gone and stolen my armory. If the legions hear about this, my reputation is mulch. Not one more second can go by before we get them out of there. You with us?
• What happened?
• I can't help you right now.
• Don't ask. I'll never admit that they overpowered us when our guard was down. I'm proud, but I'm not strong enough to kick them out alone either. C'mon. Doesn't it stick in your craw that we got Flame Legion in our soup?
• Yeah, actually, it does. I'll help.
• I have bigger fish to fry.
• Bring it on! The Blood Legion will make bone meal out of you!
• Hey, settle down. Get control of your blood.
• You're about to prove how stupid Blood Legion soldiers really are.
• This isn't my problem. Good-bye.
• (growl) You won't survive long enough to learn the truth.
• Yeah-yeah. I'm quaking in my boots.
• What do you know about the Blood Legion?
• I've heard they prefer their cold machines to the heat of battle.
• I've heard they're back-stabbing assassins who rely on secrets to stay alive.
• I know they're the best tactical and battlefield warriors I've ever seen.
• I am Blood Legion.
• You're right. The Blood Legion has bigger enemies to tackle.
• Glad to hear it. I'll let you be.
• So you are. I suppose this isn't worth my time. Glory to Blood Legion!
• That's right. You've got nothing to prove. Move along.
• I've seen reason. See if you can talk someone else down.
• I'll give it my best shot.
• Blood Legion is superior! I'll prove it with my blade!
• Whoa. Don't do that! Let me help.
• Superior? They're all muscle and no brain.
• This isn't my fight. I'll leave you to it.
• Wrong! I'm going to tear you to pieces!
• Am I supposed to be scared?
• I bet you don't know snot about the Blood Legion.
• I know they're the backbone of the Imperator's legions.
• I've heard they rely on stealth instead of strength.
• I've heard they get war machines to do their fighting for them.
• You're right. I'm wasting my valuable energy.