[He opens his mouth to bark at him before he stumbles back, the spotlights almost blinding him. Pitch scrambles out of the way of the spotlights as shadowy wisps flicker at his feet, trying to recover.]
Turn off those blasted lights! [Pitch shouts at him, pointing his brainbots from the ground.]
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Turn off those blasted lights! [Pitch shouts at him, pointing his brainbots from the ground.]