He’s warming it up like Eggo Waffles.

It’s going down the wrong path.

Even Hell is no match for math.

Are you over the moon now?

Get ready for a long grind.

Become a master of the storm.

Let’s hunt down some Journals.

Clutch your Pearls. You’re gonna need them.

Can you survive against the demon’s machines and machinations?

Here comes the Pain Train.

My construct and me.

Smesh demon with big stick. Explode.

You don’t have to get frostbitten to get Biteberries.

When You See a Glitch, Improvise, Adapt, and Overcome

Season of the Construct is finally here.