They say the desert dog will learn
from his arch enemy the mighty lion.
It seems to me that where those cities burn
there must be mothers left in sadness, crying.
Once on a time they were the hunted,
it is true they died on fields and
at the hands of cruel men,
today the pilot says,
we're doing this for you do not compare my friend,
you did not live back then.
-Robert Nehrlich
The night was indistinguishable from the day, lit up by the flames of burning cars and the strobe-like flashes of gunfire. Thick smoke choked the air, making it difficult to breathe and obscuring the view of everyone involved in this battle of Chaos. The sound of gunfire had been going on for hours, deafening and relentless.
