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Fire rained down from the sky. The dark sky lit only by the flames that burned the land before us.

The way that it burned was almost orgasmic to me. How the planes let loose bombardments of ordinance.

Where each one let out ten or maybe even twenty small bombs. Each of them aimed at some nascent target. Only to be deflected by the very target.

A small fox. A rat basically. The person who forced us to retest to this place.

The situation was fucked. No it was beyond even fucked. We were all going to die. Despite the massive difference in troops. He had a quality amongst his own.

Three in fact, including himself, the fox. That just seemed to be able to overwhelm everything.

A dog that could control debri. A lady that could punch and kill everything.

And of course the fox himself. Who could do it all l. Control fire and lunch really, and I mean really hard.