Ghen: How does the fighting go, Foretooth?
Kssthrata Foretooth: Those loyal to the captain refuse to surrender.
Ghen: I am the captain now, Foretooth.
Kssthrata Foretooth: Of course you are, and those who do not acknowledge it continue to fight.
Ghen: Sword tells me they are less than two thousand now.
Kssthrata Foretooth: And my ten thousand are now less than nine hundred.
Kssthrata Foretooth: Would you like me to summarize this difficult arithmetic problem? We are losing.