Third tier. I have been in extensive creation of large amounts of concoctions and contraptions for the coming conflict, along with sundry other requests. Regular stamina infusions have been ... well, necessary.

There is apparently considerable demand for my services, that and the compressed animal parts that I shill out for the purposes of fueling the motorcycles some have taken to driving.

I am something else? What am I else in comparison to? How can I be something else, when there is not an explicit something to begin with? And I suppose they are compressed and processed animal parts, yes, but many different ones are processed. Only these are compressed over countless eons to produce the substance put into the motorcycles, yes?

Ah, yes. Like those other strange things humans say. Very well then. But no, I have been busy with the construction of armaments for the coming conflicts. It will be glorious.