Death to the Dragoon who had stolen so much from us in this true and gallant war. Death to the soulless shadow wench who had spilled into our world like a plague of decay from whence she should have stayed. Death to the army of cretinous, bark-skinned lombardos who stomped across valley and glen, fighting the bad fight. And death to the heinous hag who had stolen my dear Angelica into the nevermore.
Couldnt have said it better myself
