
Presentation
Today we fight gentlemen, not for ourselves, or our country or some antiquated ideal system. Today we fight for simple blood. The love of battle and the feeling of a our blade in the chests of our enemies. Today we charge the enemy and when they hear our battle cry they will cower in fear, tuck their tails and run. Today we are the Gods of Death. They? Our prey.
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