- I can't maintain this form! -
The fearsome Decemvir Tiphereth would even block out the sun with a disco ball in the name of beauty. Arthur's group returns to Britannia,
but can they save her neon-coated friends and people...?
Wipe that mopey look off yer face already!
¡Deja de poner esa cara!
Togliti quell'espressione abbattuta
dalla faccia!
Até quando vai fazer essa cara de morto?