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If, in fact, we do transport it in the hopes it will spare our lives,
[thanopod screeching]
By a folded corner here, an irregular edge there,
[unnerving music playing]
[thunder rumbling]
[sailors panting]
[ship creaking]
This is where it wants to be taken.
[gun cocking]
Shell protects.
[loud thumping, clattering]
[breath shuddering]
[suspenseful music swelling]
And for that I am grateful.
[sailors grunting, yelling]
It's not for you.
[grunting]
[Torrin grunting]
That's it.
Patience is the word of the day. We are well on our way--
[Torrin grunting]
[groaning] All right! All right.