Derrida and his friends make a final desperate run to the telescope facility where they believe Mage to be.
We're plowing through!
!سنشقّ طريقنا
Wir brechen durch!
¡Vamos a pasar!
¡Vamos a pasar!
Droit devant !
Li falceremo!
Vamos passar!
Прорываемся!