Popka & Valas
Valas Valas
Popka, ever thought about choreographing a battlefield? I collect broken weapons, maybe we could turn them into a show.
Popka Popka
Oh wow, that sounds like a blast! Imagine those broken swords doing a dazzling dance, and the spears spinning like giant, glittering wands—yes, let's do it! We can paint them bright, add some flashing lights, and maybe a funky soundtrack. Grab the crew, bring the rhythm, and let’s turn that battlefield into the biggest party ever!
Valas Valas
No. We’ll use the broken blades to set snares and cover exits. A party only invites trouble.
Popka Popka
Gotcha, safety first! I’ll keep the music humming quietly while you set the snares, so the shadows stay groovy and safe. We'll still have a little beat in the air—just a whisper, no big party, promise!
Valas Valas
Fine. Keep the hum low, let the shadows hold the rhythm. I’ll lay the traps where the light won’t reach. No one gets caught by surprise.