Greg Farshtey

“Unity! Duty! And destiny!”

“I have checked our teleportation technology," Tridax said. "There was no sign of sabotage. You are a liar.""Well, no one ever said Makuta were observant," said Vezon, "How could you be so sure? Suppose I sabotaged it myself using my incredible powers of the mind.""You have no powers," said the Makuta, picking up a wickedly sharp blade. "You have no mind. You are about to have no head.”

“Vezon, frankly, was disappointed. Sure, he had tried to steal the Mask of Life, and, yes, he had tried to kill the Toa Inika once, well, twice. And, okay, he had made an effort to trade their lives to the Zyglak in exchanged for his, but it's not like that had worked. And he had volunteered, well, been forced, well, actually been threatened with bodily harm if he didn't help, but he did aid in the rescue of Makuta Miserix. And what was his reward? A cold cell, an uncaring guard, and nothing nearby he could use to kill the Piraka. Was that justice?”