Miss Giant Turtle of Disaster: "My... ah, after the dew at dawn, the green pines are bathed as if in balm!!"
She hadn't even recovered from her despair when the big shots on the scene began to discuss bombing Tyrannical Song once more?
That's just despicable!
The giant turtles of disaster were like pitiable cleaners, silently sweeping the floor while some disgustingly slick bastards kept making more trash, even going so far as to throw it right in front of them.
Had it not been for her inability to defeat these big shots, she would have turned the tables on them, believe it or not?
As she thought this, Miss Giant Turtle of Disaster curled up, tucking her delicate body inside her shell.
She felt certain she must have been infected by Tyrannical Song. She had never been this timid before! It must be because she had once eaten Tyrannical Song and caught his timidity virus.
On the other hand.
