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- The land is renewing itself, Shashoo. It's a glorious day.
- Thank you, Shashoo.
- That's the spirit, Lagula.
- We have won the day! Down with the dragons! Freedom for Orr!
- Freedom, for all of Tyria.
- Today, we fight. One last time—win or lose—we stand against the dragons.
- Well said, Ikniu. So long as we all work together, we'll be victorious.
- You see? I knew this. When one brings the sun's light into darkness, you cannot help but light a flame!
- May the fire cleanse Orr and light Tyria's path.
- The sun will watch over us! You will see!
- I believe you, Ikniu.
- We'll restore Orr, Gara, and then take on the dragon itself!
- If I were a different grawl, I would hail you as a god. But you have taught me well.
- I'm glad, Gara. Well fought.
- And then, the grawl who have died will be avenged. I look forward to the day.
- Aka-ka-kakka! We win! We win! Take that, dragon!
- We win, indeed.
- Do, do. Skritt very glad to be here with you. Ftokchak remember village. Fight hard now.
- Experimental Lab Red
- Not impossible, Marshal. And we're going to prove it.
- So many irons in the fire, both on the battlefield and off. You may not notice all the Whispers agents standing by to help, but we're there.
- Thank you, Preceptor.
- Hello, Commander %str1%. When you're ready for us, my colleagues and I are standing by to support you and Marshal Trahearne.
- I'll let you know when we need you.
- I knew you were the right person for this job. May your string of victories continue until Zhaitan is expunged from this world.
- It will. The Pact is ready for the final showdown.
- We're committed to the Pact, but that's not all we're working on. If you need more from us, keep us informed, and we'll be there.
- Everything is falling into place. You can count on us when you're ready to make a run at Zhaitan. Just say the word.
- Don't worry, Preceptor. I will.
- What are you studying?
- Experimental Lab Green
- I hope you find your proof.
- Good thinking. See you.
- Mini Faolain
- Hi. I didn't expect to see you. I came down here at Tribune Brimstone's request to interrogate the prisoners. I owe you a big thanks for your help at the hatchery—Tribune Brimstone was impressed.
- Where are all the other quaggans?
- Foolish, young quaggans have gone to help the humans at Nightguard Beach. Quaggan knows this can only end in sadness.
- I'm glad they decided to take a stand. The centaurs must be stopped.
- I've got a bad feeling about this.
- A strong smell emanates from the bottle, but only the dregs remain.
- Magister Cuth
- Commander! We were overrun. More of my troops are trapped, but I can't get to them.
- There's an Orrian army between us and them, and our cannons are inoperative.
- But you could cut through the enemy with your suit and bring that tank crew back alive.
- Zott, you did it! Bless your adorable little moony eyeballs—you're a hero.
- It wasn't all me. The commander did a great deal, and, well...there was you...
- An Orrian ship is unloading more Risen onto our shores as we speak. Can you help our soldiers destroy it?
- A champion devourer queen has appeared in Prospect Valley.
- Soldiers up and down this coast are dealing with the undead. If we each do our part, we may get through this alive.
- It's to the north. Follow the coastline. I've marked it on your map.