[as Nea charges at him with a spear] Simon: Where do you plan to stick that thing? Simon: It makes sense, doesn't it? To kill us, you must be metal. Master Builder:
Your brother and I will be waiting for you, at Cyborg City.
Nea: It was another age, another place. Here time had long emptied the world and in its wake came the cyborgs: mystical, powerful, invincible. And we humans became victims of their hunger. Job: Death is the future. Simon: Oh no! Am I on fire now? Yeah... great. Ty: I want to join the army you're gathering. I'm not one of these farmers, I'm just travelling with them until I found you. Job: Then help me gather up these pumpkin-heads without killing them.