Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[somber music]
I'm not here to fight you.
[dreamy music]
Protect the princess!
[soldier 6] Right now. Put down your weapons.
[gasps]
What the hell is this made of?
[growls]
Fleeting.
[grunts]
Not even the priests can feel Selemene.
[rumbles]
Not you. You, come.
[Fymryn] My people.
The eternal freedom of oblivion!
[grunts]
[groaning]
-We're not guests, we're prisoners. -[Davion] Yup.
[glass shatters]
[ominous music]