Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[sizzling]
[squelching]
There lies Phaiden Island.
[music fades]
[thanapod growling]
[footsteps approaching]
I go willingly.
[chains rattling]
[Torrin sighing]
[gulping]
-[objects clattering] -Ugh.
[squelching]
[gurgling]
[clattering]
Having paid strict attention as I handed them out, the duty falls to me
[suspenseful music swelling]
Twice.
[men grunting, gasping]
But first, you and I must come to an agreement.
And allowing this thanapod ashore
[crunching]
is greasy.
[man grunting]
-[thanopod clambering] -[thanopod] Torrin!