Bat: Ooo, Medulla's going to be really mad at you. Tell you what though; you don't tell anyone about how badly you failed here, we won't either.
Bat: I definitely prefer being on this side of your Spells, Kid.
Bat: Look, old man, we're on a mission here. We ain't worried about a tummy ache.
Bat: Wow, Medulla sounds like one terrible boss.
Bat: Before we go in there, there's something I gotta ask: This feeling - that we're doing the right thing - you have it all the time, don't you? Yeah, I thought so. Come on then, let's do this!
Bat: Nah, I'm good. Just making sure we're all on the same page. Go ahead Wizard, just try not to blow us all up.
Bat: *WHISTLES* All clear Beans! Get in here!
Bat: Woah, calm down. There's no Shrimp guy out there, go see for yourself.
Bat: You and the other Cabal leeches are the parasites here. I mean, like the literal dictionary definition of a 'parasite'. Look it up.
Bat: Medulla should've recruited minions who are less... Sheepish. Eh? Get it? Never mind. This way.