David: It makes sense, doesn't it? To kill us, he must be metal.
Master Builder: Your brother and I will be waiting for you, at Cyborg City.
Job: BOY! How does it, that one of ours is killed, and you are here, alive, and on his horse?
Boy: I was lucky...
Job: Lucky - as a pig in shit!
[whips Boy around the neck and throws him against a cliff, thus killing him]
[as Nea charges at him with a spear]
Simon: Where do you plan to stick that thing?
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.