- 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...?
Let's do this, big bro!
Lass es uns durchziehen, Bruder!
¡Vamos, hermano!
¡Vamos, hermano!
Vas-y, frangin !
Facciamolo, fra'!
Vamos lá, grande irmão!