- 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...?
C'mon! It's right there!
¡Vamos! ¡Casi llego!
¡Vamos! ¡Casi he llegado!
Andiamo! Manca poco!
Não, está bem ali!