Soldier: Oh, the visitors are here. Run away, brats. I won't go easy on you!
Avelia: Be careful--I should say the same to you. We've made it this far. Please step aside.
Celia: And already I'm sick of the trash in here.
Basil: We have no quarrel with you, but trust me, you will lose if it comes to a fight.
Soldier: I'm shaking in my boots!
Avelia: Mindless thugs. Fire at will.
Celia: Without mercy!
