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General Yuta: <Hold your fire! You are soldiers! What cross-eyed fool taught you to shoot from the hip!?>
Drogahri trooper: <He's getting away, sir!>
Yuta: <He won't get far. I have special plans for him. A warrior like that deserves to experience my tribe's traditions.>
Narrator: Later, elsewhere
Rolf: I hope that's the last time I get taken prisoner. Huh? The leaves... ...that smell! How is he catching up!? I have to get out of this tall grass! There's a clearing up ahead. If I reach it, I'll at least stand a...