- 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've 'bout had it up to my gills with that guy.
Ich wusste doch, dass der
den Schwanz einzieht.
Estoy hasta las agallas de ese idiota.
Estoy hasta las agallas de ese idiota.
Il commence à me taper
sur le système, celui-là.
Ne ho le reti piene di quell'insolente.
Aquele cara me dá secura nas guelras!