I am fighting a battle, a battle that is raging on even as I speak and I have the scars to show for it. I have been wounded, bloodied, mauled beyond repair. Several times I have been forced to think of surrender and retreat. The onslaught is horrific and unrelenting but I called upon my reserves, I rallied my forces, I disciplined the last remaining foot soldiers and urged them to put up a last fighting stand against the enemy. The enemy, a very capable and dangerous fighting force, one of whose likes have never been seen before in this part of the world, equipped with the most deadly weaponry known to man. Backed by a even more powerful force, one that knows no mercy, no creed, religion, nothing makes any difference to the carnage it unleashes on its path to the ultimate goal. His powers are unlimited, unrelenting and he can be sadistically cruel as he wants. His tentacles reach out into the hidden corners of our kingdom, sucking out the very essence and every resource that we hav
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