XEdie: I don't think so. I think you need to get the fuck out of my way, or -- hey! You pushed me! Come back here, you little prick, we -- aren't -- done -- Darwin: Edie? Edie: ... Darwin: Edie!
The King is dead, but not the war: for honor, for glory, for the relics of the Shattered Plains. Slave and general alike are bound to the war machine. But the king-killer and his long-dead magic will change everything....
And I said Hey kid, you think that's oil?
Man, that ain't oil, that's blood
I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm
Or was he just lost in the flood?