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- No. My pet is much tougher.
- You will be sorry you ever challenged me.
- Go! Attack like you're mighty!
- Hahaha. What will you do now?
- (grunt) Charge back!
- No! My pet was no match!
- Good job, friend.
- I want a rematch.
- Why? You cannot defeat me.
- Refusing a challenge?
- Never. My pet cannot lose.
- Using a new pet? Your bond is too weak still.
- There's no hope for you.
- I can beat you!
- Take him down!
- What? My attack failed.
- Counter attack!
- You lose. I win.
- No. This cannot be.
- Again! You fight me here. Now.
- You will lose.
- Maybe. But that's okay. Fight me.
- Hey, Chef. Got anything for me?
- Wurm stew! What else? Eat it, like it, thank me later.
- Ugh. Disgusting...
- Chef. Do you have anything else to eat? Anything?
- No. Only stew. Nice and fresh, too.
- If by "nice and fresh" you mean "most rotten thing in the world," then sure.
- I must teach. It must obey.
- Attack, attack, attack. Each one makes us stronger. Again, again, and again. That's it. That's how you do it.
- Rotted meat and clotted milk. You need the best food for the best training.
- Eat up, little friend.
- I'm tired of wurm meat stew. I wish those branded freaks were edible.
- Has anyone ever tried?
- Yeah...it didn't end well.
- Oh yeah? What happened?
- Ask me later. I'd rather keep my food in my stomach, even though it's horrible.
- Hoy, maker! Those cannons of yours couldn't stop a corrupted butterfly.
- Squelch that talk, Ash-trash.
- Watch it, soot-stain, or you'll wake up with my blade in your brain.
- I don't like it. Everyone's doing what comes naturally except the Ash Legion.
- He's right. You Bloodies get to charge in face-first. The makers forge their toys.
- So? Go do what comes naturally. Crouch in the shadows and hold your breath, and I'll pretend not to see you.
- That's funny. Watch those shadows, dungheap. I'll be waiting in one of them with something funny for you.
- They've spotted one of the dragon's lieutenants. I expect they'll be sending out a party to greet it.
- I wouldn't mind being invited to that party. I'd show the monster some charr hospitality.
- You were right. Holding these positions is dismal work, but taking them back is worse.
- Agreed. Digging in makes sense, like planting your feet to deliver a solid blow.
- Big of you to say so. Now pipe down, and stay sharp.
- You like working for the Priory?