Tellioran Soldier: Is that Prince Roland? And House Wolffort!? Must we really draw swords against them?
Rufus: Stop your cowering and fight. Spare no one! But leave the prince to me. I'll kill anyone who gets between us.
Roland: I'm sorry, my friend. Seems I've forced you into another uncomfortable situation.
Serenoa: Our decision was made together, Roland. We must have faith in the path we chose.
Serenoa: To arms, everyone! Let us cut our way through!
Roland: Silvio, that damn coward! I don't see him anywhere!
Serenoa: I surmise that was his intent from the start. At any rate, finding our way out of here comes first!
Rufus: I can tell from that greatsword that you're the Wolffort whelp!
Serenoa: Indeed. I am Serenoa Wolffort. And you must be the one they call Herosbane.
Rufus: You got that right, boy! And your head will be the next I claim!
Rufus: Damn it! Time to retreat!
Rufus: You whelps haven't seen the last of me! Don't let anyone else kill you before I do.
Roland: We did it! Now to find Silvio!
Roland: No... Not here!
Roland: It wasn't supposed to...end like this...
Rufus: What a pity, little prince! Out of the way! His life is mine to take!
Rufus: Now they'll be calling me the Princesbane! Ahahaha!
Rufus: I almost feel bad for you poor whelps. Ahaha!
Rufus: Come at me! You can die a hero's death at my hands!
