The clock, where does it stop? The Paths, they never end. The cause, is unknown to us. And when we've bested your leader, what's next to expect? Final stage! But the walls are all bleeding now? I don't know, dude. This is all wrong. It was never right but this feels like a setup. Have you seen the glyphs on your staff? There's a hearth in this room, but for why? Pentagrams on the walls, hexes drifting through our ears. Pushed into doom when he's brought into view. We're strapped to the teeth and ready for war. The torches are out, we don't have more. Your spells are waning because of his force. As my strength fails to blunt any advance. This was beyond anything we thought. We'll fight until we die! Though, I don't know if this is doable. The lights blind all who spectate as the skies around us glow. Tremors from the ground as we pummel The One From Trimjrtle. This is the last, this is it! Strike him down! We'veTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
