The Red Nightmare's started out with a patented, classic elven-two-turn-TD. There was just no stopping 'em. Somewhat disheartened, I realised that the only way to win this game would be to maul the elves. Let them taste the dwarven hammers of war, so to speak.
It's quite easy to rip elven limbs from their sockets if you set your mind to it.
Despite being down to as little as four men at one point, the elves put up a good resistance. But the more they tried, the harder I punched them.
I wish coach Dragonwolf better luck in his next game. May his elves rise from the dead an start playing for a team of Undeads.
The Red Nightmare's started out with a patented, classic elven-two-turn-TD. There was just no stopping 'em. Somewhat disheartened, I realised that the only way to win this game would be to maul the elves. Let them taste the dwarven hammers of war, so to speak.
It's quite easy to rip elven limbs from their sockets if you set your mind to it.
Despite being down to as little as four men at one point, the elves put up a good resistance. But the more they tried, the harder I punched them.
I wish coach Dragonwolf better luck in his next game. May his elves rise from the dead an start playing for a team of Undeads.
...or something.”