War. War is all men know. hearing knights screaming in agony is my war cry. all leaders are greedy mother fuckers that only wanting to bang the youngest villager. It makes me sick. "whats up with all talkie talk spawn?" fuck off fool. "Oh I think I know what it is your whining about how giving your soul to the devil was a shit idea a, well guess what your stuck with it." "Ahahahahaha!" Spawn with pure rage chop off the fool's head. "Did you seriously have to cut my head off." Said the fool trying to recover his head.
"Help me!" a unknown voice screaming. "Oh look its the camp whore about to get raped."said the fool masturbating to the rape. "you going to help her because i want to enjoy this." I don't want to waist my time.
"Demon!" fuck off "I am Sir Mordecai lead and commander of.. Spawn misses the knight's head but, badly wounded him. "who are you?" said the knight bleeding out. my name is Al.
