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Initiate combat prot-col alpha. Human targets detected in sector z-r-six. *mechanical whir* Superior processing circuits engaging. Prepare for termination sequence. Error: mercy protocols not found. *bzzt* Executing maximum force directive.

Mercenaries, your incompetence is costing me a fortune. I am the CEO of Mann Co., and I will not tolerate such pathetic performance on my property. Capture that point now and deal with Saxton Hale, or I will ensure your final paychecks are as empty as your heads.

Listen up, you mugs! I'm gonna let Little Betsy do the talking while you boys keep 'em pinned down. Doc, keep that juice coming or it's curtains for the lot of us. We're taking this territory, and anyone standing in our way is gonna end up in a pine box!

Listen here, you lot! If we actually survive this dreadful ordeal, I might consider giving you a whole shilling as a bonus. Isn't that grand? Keep those filthy assassins away from my suit! It costs more than your lives combined. Faster now, time is money, and mine is far more valuable!

Gaze upon this unholy Maraz mission, mortal! It was forged in the screaming pits of despair and printed on a slightly jammed office copier. This contract is legally binding in the afterlife, even if the ink is mostly beet juice. Do you dare sign, or are you a coward?

Mercnaries... betrayed me. Can't... see straight anymore. Everything's going dark. Won't die alone though... taking you all with me. Meet your maker... in hell. Should've... should've known better than trust... you.

Behold! Merasmus the Magician has arrived with a new infernal challenge for you foolish mortals! Step into my ghostly carnival and prepare for a magical slaughter like no other! Do not mind the blood stains on the bumper cars, they are part of the eldritch ambiance. No refunds!

Fool! You have satisfied the ancient pact with blood and toil! Merasmus bestows upon you this cursed trinket of immense power. Do not check the serial number, as it is definitely not stolen property. Now take your prize and leave before the Russian Mafia finds us!