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• Thrill as Hydrone and Incinergen clash in a display of mind-bending mechanical pugilism!
• Transmuting the elementals and feeding them into the 1080 now.
• (BrrrrrrrRRRRt!) Power—level—increased.
• Power—level—increased. Standing—by—to—kick—bottom—and—chew—bubble—gum.
• Error: out—of—bubble—gum.
• There's the Inquest lab. I can smell the doom and gloom from here.
• You're wrong.
• Excuse me?
• That's the spot where the Inquest lab used to be. A lab is as good as dead without power. Destructimax the generators!
• Did we retrieve enough breeze rider eyes to raise the golem's power level to maximum capacity?
• Not nearly enough, but our chances of winning the golem arena battle are still good.
• Our reputation will be ruined if we lose to Incinergen. Infuse the HY-5000 with everything we've got.
• That'll keep them off our backs for a while! HAH!
• The chieftain is down? Excellent news!
• Elemental transmutation successful. Feeding energy upgrade into cells. Brace yourself, 1080.
• Processing—input. (BrrrRRt.) Power—level—increased.
• Well, it's nice to have our lab back. Perhaps we can study more sensible things, now? Like...oh...say...magical explosions!
• Nonsense. That last experiment was a rousing success. Beyond my expectations. I must know more.
• Power—supply—insufficient. Power—supply—insuf—
• Now you've done it! This is war!
• Michotl Grounds is a dangerous run, but I've never missed a delivery.
• Care to see me through to preserve my perfect record?
• Magic—battery—cell—damaged. Failure—imminent. (belch) Excuse—me.
• Oh no. Keep it in. You can do it. That's an order.
• Cannot—maintain. (belch)
• See, the fight game's all about preparation. We were prepared, and we won. It's that simple.
• That was a bogus win. My chief golemancer is down with the flu. We'll be back.
• If we want to crush the competition—and we do—we must upgrade our weaponry.
• We need breeze rider eyes. The more we have, the more formidable our HY-5000 golem becomes.
• Activate the etheropods. I want breeze riders flocking here by the dozens!
• On it! One flock of etheropods powering up!
• Excelsior! We have enough specimens to begin.
• Most excellent! Let's get them back to the lab. I can't wait to begin the observations. This is so exciting! (giggle)
• This isn't Eternal Alchemy! It's eternal abomination! If we had time, I'd strap those Inquest butchers to their own devices.
• But, that's not the mission. Smash those research pods before they can render more evil.
• Bring me enough golem parts to complete my suit and the whole world benefits.
• Well, mostly you and I benefit...but that's a start, isn't it?
• The tribe from Cuatl Morass is ransacking our village!
• Stop them. Drop them dead!
• I had those hylek eating out of my hand, I tell you.
• 'S a good thing I built up a resis-resis-resistance to their poison. Doesn't affect me one bit.
• Don't try this at home, children.
• Wham! Bam! Zap! Kapowee! Ha! That's all it took to put down the Hydrone golem.
• It dropped like an undercharged tractocopter. (laugh)
• Blast it all!
• A poor choice of words, my friend. This tower's destruction leaves the Luminates Plant vulnerable.
• Opticalium, we are taking over this operation in the name of the Inquest! Leave now, without your research, and no harm will come to you.
• Abandon our research to you reprobates? To the care of inferior intellects and imaginations? I would rather lose a few brain cells.
• I'm reassured when the worst thing to come out of an Inquest agent's imagination is murder.
• Unacceptable! Where's my dermabraso device when I need it?