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[For few moments, loud infuriated screaming can be heard. It is clearly an alien language. Its owner carries on for a good while before he realizes that his surroundings do not look like those of his race, but rather human… albeit in a style even more primitive than what he has come to expect. Once he realizes this, he starts talking in English. His voice is still enraged, harsh, and sounds so uncomfortable speaking English that it is clear its owner is not human.]
What is this? Where have my weapons gone? I have not the slightest clue how you managed to capture me, but know this: if you return my weapons to me now without resistance, I will grant you a swift death.
[He waits for a bit, but patience has never been his strong suit. His voice soon breaks into a terrifying roar.]
Do as I say! I am The Arbiter! I have ended pathetic lives for transgressions far less than this, so it would be best not to tempt me!
What is this? Where have my weapons gone? I have not the slightest clue how you managed to capture me, but know this: if you return my weapons to me now without resistance, I will grant you a swift death.
[He waits for a bit, but patience has never been his strong suit. His voice soon breaks into a terrifying roar.]
Do as I say! I am The Arbiter! I have ended pathetic lives for transgressions far less than this, so it would be best not to tempt me!