Orater: Come, open your inner eye and together we'll haul back the mystery
that is time, and peer through the mist and take a closer look at the
darkened valleys under a whirlpool sky, bathed by a cold blue sun, a place
that is called – Savageland.
Running Man: "Sire, Sire – What is happening to our world?"
Orater: On horseback, buckled and gleaming for war, he eyed the old man –
and with sorrow in his heart – spoke.
Braveheart: "The sun has set in Savageland, the Sun has set!"