" You take me, you take my friends. You shoot at our backs, I rip off the rail gun, and let those Dark Elves murder you poor bastards." He shouts to the others. " Guys! I'm chatting with the Deadboys. What say we don't kill these poor fools, and instead join with them to slaughter the psychotic Elves?" He asks, grinning, turning back to the Dead Boy. " And just between you and me, the more peaceful magic girls have very interesting ways of convincing you that they're really very nice..."