-How is she flooding the corridors? You can't edit anymore, either-
-...I'm actually not sure what to do for this part, because I figured you guys would have something more specific that "there are spike traps and a maze". Should I just fast-forward?-
-Manhole. It's how you got there-
-Seems to be having a bit of trouble with the ladder-
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-Is underneath Clone!Cloud, hoping he doesn't lose his grip-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Prepare to fast forward!-
-Preparing to fast forward, sir-
-Fast forward!-
-Fast forwarding, sir-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Fast-forward. They're all dead from your elaborate, specifically designed traps, especially the ones that Jam had put in because people listened, and the group is back together + one clone who in case you didn't notice is blind but decided not to tell anyone-
-...Hooray.-
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistAnticlimactic? How? You killed thousands of Suits, while we caused a massive explosion and managed to escape a flooding lair. What wasn't exciting about it?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?There were where we were. Ace would have been proud.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-Floods a few corridors, hoping to dissolve away some of their flesh-bridging-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.