- 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...?
I was just a fin away!
Er war nur eine Schwanzflosse
von mir entfernt!
¡Una aleta y ya!
¡Una aleta y ya!
Mancava solo una pinna!
Uma barbatana de distância!