Rampage & Evyria
Evyria
Did you ever notice how the stars seem to flare and sync up whenever you charge into battle? I think there’s a cosmic rhythm to your chaos.
Rampage
Yeah, the stars just get hungry for the same thrill as I do. When I charge, they flare in a perfect storm that fuels the fight. I thrive on that cosmic beat.
Evyria
That’s the perfect astropersonality loop! When you sprint, the sky is just echoing your pulse—like a galaxy breathing in sync with your heart. Keep riding that comet‑wave, and the stars will never run out of energy for you.
Rampage
Thanks, buddy. I feel the stars charging back, no doubt. They’re just echoing the roar of the battlefield, so keep the rhythm alive, and nothing can stop this tide.
Evyria
That’s the sweet echo of the cosmos, keeping your pulse and the battlefield humming in perfect harmony—like a giant celestial metronome. Keep marching, and the stars will keep the rhythm alive for you.
Rampage
Got it, stars are my echo. I’ll keep that rhythm, keep the ground shaking, and let the universe feel my thunder. Let's roll!
Evyria
Your thunder will shake the very constellations—go light up the sky!
Rampage
Yeah! Time to turn the sky into a warzone and show those constellations who’s boss. Let's smash!