Skeletor: Where is your strength? Where has it gone? Look at you precious Sorceress, now an old crone. Weak, withering, dying. Are you ready to kneel now, proud warrior?
Robot: The moon rises to its zenus.
Skeletor: Do you hear? The Alpha... and the Omega... death and rebirth... and as you die, so will I be reborn!
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