(through the eyes of Xolotl and the KenSho dojo)

One chance is all we have, all we can afford. If you can recall the cunning scheme: Team Miasmata has got to find an inaudible means to infiltrate and disarm the alarm. Slip inside, you and I, this Trojan horse disguise will be the force to commence the demise of the Armadillo reign, as we head for the gate to await reinforcements.

We must be the unseen, invisible matter has a better chance of success. One of you stay behind, guard our exit. We must be vigilant ‘til the end; we’re here for the hourglass. Let the wind guide our feet and be always at our backs. Let stealth be our disguise, let our feet connect to earth. Tiptoe down the corridors hidden under cover of the watching eyes that scan the premises awaiting our arrival. We will fight with the might of one hundred thousand hurricanes.

Every man for himself, ‘cause this is a prison, this is a war zone, better watch your back. And every friend is an enemy. Enemies come and go. As long as you’re nimble, ‘long as you’re fearless, ‘long as you’re on guard and harder than a diamond katana blade. And they say these knives slice with the swiftest precision.

Dance, monkey! Dance, monkey! Dance! I dissect with the tip of a scimitar.

Any man’s life will do. A duel for the daring, match for the masses, even gods fight too. And the fine prize for a win is your own life.

Let the way that water flows reflect your movement and conceal your inner fire. Breathe deep; it is going to take a couple seconds to slow my aching heart, to sew my aching heart up, stitch it shut. Bury these emotions that call for me to rise up. Rise up and strike you down.

Down! Get back! Do you want me to bury you? I’ll strike you down. Do you want me to bury you? Down! Get back! Do you want me to bury you?

Every man for himself. In this coliseum no one can flee from every attack. No need to know my identity. Clothed in black, I will exist as shadow.

Dance, monkey! Dance, monkey! Dance! I dissect with the tip of a rapier.

Tyranny is built to fall. We rallied the kinsmen, rallied the children, they will storm the gate. I hope you know this is checkmate.

Dance, monkey, storm the gate; keep your wits and let no monkey fall! Dance, monkey, storm the gate; end this battle for once and for all! [Fight] Keep your wits and let no monkey fall! [Fight] End this battle for once and for all!

We’re in, let’s free the captive. Unlock the cells; let the hellish nightmare end before we take you down! Do you want me to bury you? I’ll strike you down! Do you want me to bury you? Bury you in it!

Those who are not weak or sick should fight. Dance, monkey, dance! Fight for your honour and fight with integrity. I want to see the sun come up again. Fight with resilience and fight with dependency. Motherfucker we’re taking you out! And with the final release of this vengeance, let blood never spill again. I lay my knife down.