Faendal: Still here. What do you want me to carry?
Wow, would you look at that?
I'll see you in pieces.
Do your worst!
Umana: Sulla, let's just get out of here. Hasn't there been enough death?
Sulla: Oh, of course you want me to leave, just waiting for me to turn my back so you can have all the glory for yourself!
Umana: Thought I heard some-
Sulla: Time to end this little game!
Umana: That's all you've got?
Sulla: Lucky hit!
Umana: I'll kill you where you stand.
Faendal: Enough of this.
Sulla: You're nothing, hear me? Nothing!