If you got enemies about, just scream. I'll keep ya safe.

Where's that kid gone off to? Y'know, her... the really tanned shorty who's always trailing our Master... 'Morgan' is her nam- Oi! Stop right there!

You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours, we keep it real that way, yeah? You treat me with respect, I'll do the same for you.

Seems our Majesty's really into your place. Don't see that every day, seeing as we're never anywhere same for long.

Work or what have ya, you've gotta have guts!

Whoa, whoa, chew before you swallow, mate! HEY! SOMEONE BRING US MORE MEAT! This girl's got an empty belly to fill!

Bleeding Morgan... she might seem like a layabout mostly, but she's our tactician when push comes to shove. Gets the job done. Gets on my nerves otherwise, though, and she loves it. Tch...

Doesn't she look brilliant, like a liege with a hammer in hand? I'm even more keen to see the look of her holding a sword, though.

Out with it! Don't beat around the bush, just say it: who do you want dealt with?

Tch. look at you spacing out like an idiot... Your own bloody fault if a tiger bites you.

I'm Indra. I don't have any of those weird crazy powers -- I let my fists do the talking. Nice to meet ya!

Niiice, this is good stuff.

Promotions are great, almost as great as fighting is!

Don't be afraid. I'll protect ya.

Where's the battlefield?

So, who's in the market for a walloping?

Mind your own sodding business and let me be!

Come on! Show me what you've got!

Oi!

Get on with it, plod!

Haha!

All right, it's my turn!

You bastard!

Nothing can stop me!

You're dead meat!

Give it up!

That's the stuff! That's what I call a kick!

You don't go home happy without some bloodshed!

Tch, we've got some who fled. Bunch of cowards.

Not bad... But I'll get you back for this!

What's this room about? More of a squeeze than anywhere I've been.

Oi! You got a bleedin' death wish?

C'mere, lemme get my arms around you! Yes, I mean hug you!

Arknights.

Ooh! Gotcher end-of-year bonus? Haha, I must be due for one too, scrapping so much on your behalf! You and me, we're fellows now, no two ways about it! Get up, I'm taking you out for food!

What's up, Doctor!

Vina trusts Rhodes Island. That's why I take orders from you, no hesitation. But you listen here, Doctor. You need to feel the weight of that trust. Else I'll make you feel it, even if I need my fists to do it—and I don't mean wanting to scrap with you. But you just keep what I've said in mind.