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• This is a cat-fight. Not for Shoba. Must return to my beauty.
• Ook ook! Tell us the will of the Eye.
• It's rudimentary. Oh, sorry. It's simple. Go to Atrox Castrum and fight. This will please the Eye!
• Yes. Please the Eye!
• The Eye! Burns hot now. Ooh ooh ooh. What does it mean?
• The Eye speaks to me. It says you must obey me. Obey me.
• The voice of the Eye has spoken! The Eye! Oo ooh!
• There we go—a little fire and these grawl will do anything I command.
• BEHOLD! I AM AWAKE AND I SEE YOU!
• The Skull! It wakes!
• LISTEN AND OBEY.
• Ook ook! Great and big one! Skull of strength and no stupidness! Tell us what pleases Skull.
• FIGHT THE FLAME LEGION! BRING AN END TO THE FIRES AT ATROX CASTRUM!
• Kroot will go! Kroot will fight! (grunt, grunt)
• Now that's how you inspire a grawl tribe!
• Here are the supplies you ordered. Are you sure you need this much fuel?
• I'm sure. The longer I can keep those fires burning, the longer I can keep the grawl under my control.
• If you say so.
• Besides, what's the worst that could happen?
• Too long since Kroot hear Skull.
• Time go back. Hear the Will. Leave fight to cat-men.
• Just got word from my scout. The Flame shamans are preparing a dark ritual, and that's when they'll be vulnerable.
• Understood. Remember, Tacitus, the real target is their centurion. He won't show himself without cause.
• Yeah, sure. Once the shamans are dead, he'll make his presence known.
• That's right. This is your show now, Tacitus. Make me proud.
• Bravo, Tacitus! An enviable victory. The Order of Whispers has been training you well.
• This couldn't have happened without our warband's involvement. Thank YOU, Legionnaire.
• We had a common goal. Make sure your Order superiors know how important the Sword warband was and where your heart truly lives.
• Sword warband forever, Legionnaire!
• All right. We have work to do. The Flame Legion won't take this loss in stride. We should prepare for retaliation.
• Burn my tail! We couldn't hold the castrum!
• Easy, Tacitus. Calm down. It's a setback to be sure, but this war isn't over.
• The Order needs this route cleared! The Flame Legion will embed a new centurion in no time.
• And when they do, we will take him out. Now it's time reflect on our failures, and learn from them.
• Flame Legion sighted! They want their castrum back.
• Brace yourself for assault, soldiers! Remember your training! We will win this day!
• We did it. We repelled their attack.
• Indeed, we have cause to celebrate. Breathe easy. It'll be some time before the Flame Legion can regroup.
• Thank you, Legionnaire. We couldn't have held the castrum without our warband's support.
• It's a pleasure to send Flame scum to their graves. But one day, you'll have to tell me why this route is so important to the Order.
• It's time to see how well Flame Legion braziers withstand Ash Legion explosives.
• I'm with you. Better proceed with caution though.
• Of course! But, I'm not afraid of a little singed fur. Are you?
• Heh. Not at all! I love the smell.
• Did you see that? We scared 'em right out of their castrum.
• I saw. That'll stall them for a bit, and we can press our advantage.
• Indeed. Let's get back to camp before they regroup.
• Reinforcements, reinforcements! Take out the guard towers. Crush them like flowers.
• But wait! My patented core collector collects elemental cores, with which I will conjure an incorrigible icy force.
• Now to find a few unwitting fools to play the part of useful tools!