Zoc:
[glares at crystal in hand]
Kraznoks! You... rock. Curse upon your children.
Hova:
Hmm. I don't think rocks have children.
Zoc:
[throws crystal to the ground]
They won't now.
Hova:
Okay. What's the matter?
Zoc:
Hova, the potion is supposed to change color. It's not changing color. It's not changing color.
[grabs two more rocks]
Zoc:
I call upon the elements: Wind, rain, et cetera. Transform my potion and clacktiel.
[beats the crystals together. Nothing happens. He gets frustrated]
Zoc:
Clackteil, clackteil...
[beats the crystals violently together]
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:14