Oh my, master. We have a guest!

Indeed! The Raug have spoken truly!

Do you have any idea how many were sacrificed to divine your name, intruder?!

Slaves that could have been fodder for my armies were cut open instead...

...their entrails and brains used to puzzle out the threads that tied you here!

But it is of no consequence! Already, my hordes have prepared to unleash a Death March like no other!

With the relics we have excavated here, and our ever-hungry hordes...

...victory is at hand!

You please us, Zelion.

Masters!

Great lords!

At last, we meet. You are a fool, of course, to aid these worms in their efforts.

Yet such are the whims of fate! And look, here you are, Hans!

Exactly as we intended, and yet you were completely unaware of it!

Now, our servants, eliminate this pest and proceed with our plans!

As you wish, great lords!

Yes, masters!

Know this, fool: even as we speak, our forces already arise from the depths of Rehdoon...

...and our vanguard has already begun fighting the Isengrim!

Soon, none will stand against our armies, and all will fall!

Bask in our inevitable victory!

All hail the Raug triumphant!

All hail the Raug triumphant!