You think you have defeated us? You think you have defeated the Master’s Chosen? We are Domini! We are ethereal! We are eternal! Blake eleison! We will fight you until the heavens burn, and the skies fall…
We are the WORD OF BLAKE! Shut dawn your mechs and surrender your troops. We will add your forces to our own. You will follow us in the path to enlightenment or be destroyed. The resistance is futile.