“Well, well, well, what do we have here, all chained where he’s at?”

*grunting* “My name is Pharynx.”

“Wait, you’re Pharynx?”

“Mhm.”

“The Pharynx? The brother of that wimpy bug Thorax?”

“Yep.”

“The general of the new changeling army?”

“Yep.”

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