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Oppressed by a tactical tyrant

Heavily armored, superior weaponry

They break down our walls, raze our crops

Possessed by avarice, they’ll never stop

But we are the tribe of the cave bear

Vicious and savage are our men

We possess dark ancient magics

A force of nature, he is hell sent

Black magic corrodes their armor fast

Our battle horns sound the attack

Arrogant fools they’ve never seen

The blackness that’s instilled in me

The horn blast, then an aeon of silence

Our giant rises to meet their gaze

Horror fills their face as he quickens his pace

They level their spears, shields lock in place

He plows through with a gorey crash

Bones break, intestines splash

Their ranks decimated, slowly beheaded

Their general racked and burned,

Skinned and castrated

Heart masticated

Obliterated, disintegrated

Break through the phalanx

Destroy the opposition

Break through the phalanx

Crush the front formation