Atreus: "We must all find our place. Mine is being cast down so I can rise once more. How much further could we march if we were not forced to carry our fears on our backs?"
Aatrox: "Mastery, how I idolise your greatness! Though I suspect your weapon lacks... impact. (Patience, Aatrox! Patience! Your freedom will come! As long as life exists, as long as time has meaning, I am not done!) See what beasts they have reduced us to... Creatures of flesh sustained only by this filth's blood and form!"
Atreus: "You preach movement while anchoring our souls. I will fall at least one more time..."
Aatrox: "I am but an unholy copy of life... A mockery of its freedom... And born in the cruel betrayal of the noble ideals I would've served. I touched the stars, and saw the glorious light of a thousand suns! Now, blinded by this elegance, how could my purpose be anything... but dark..."
Atreus: "I once trusted my fate unto the Stars, Dragon. Now I thrust in steel. Parasite. We bleed into the same Earth, and Bleed... We must."
("Between each beat of my heart, I strike. Everything or Nothing. Fight because you must!")
Aatrox: "Dark deeds I will do this day... Though I will carry myself as my former pride dictates! I march to death... Though I wish it was my own... Their screams will be like the soothing hum of insects at dusk. (I do not need to show my mastery, it is self-evident.")
Atreus: "How you die is who you are. I will remember your name and shout it to the heavens. We are privileged to breathe to taste the air. It is the last gasp of all who have died before us. We are caught between Darkin and Aspect but we will rise up in spite of them. Power will be your undoing. A Legion of One, You can only defeat yourself. (The Darkin's final words are not their own... But the Cries of Humanity. Let this Day be Legend. Beneath Aspect and armor, you are more resilient than you know.")