Mashumairesh!! and DOKONJOFINGER have training camps, and DOKONJOFINGER ends up in a curling competition.
In front of me, the dark sun god,
you are all little more than dust--
Vor mir, dem dunklen
Gott der Sonne,
devant moi, Dieu du soleil ténébreux,
vous n’êtes que poussière.
Diante de mim, o deus do sol das trevas,
vocês são um pouco mais que poeira.