- 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...?
You're not getting away!
Du entkommst mir nicht!
¡No escaparás!
¡No escaparás!
Tu ne fuiras pas !
Non mi scapperai!
Pensa que vai fugir?