“The waifing scent of burnt living sacrifice and war drums leads the Hell riders to the lands of brutish orcs!

Each side cannibalized by savagery was only able to muster a few warriors for the game of glory and pain!

Hail to Biondi, who's Arm of Death(TM) limits the orcs in numbers and helps bring this day victory! And to all those who scored touchdowns, to you our newest fans praise! Let their songs of courage sing echo off the mountains!

DeMaio "Battle damage releases Sword Singer from his hard journey. But thou is not spared thy trip home. You shall live in decaying agony til old age...and then...plunge home to the void. Let the hardcore headreaper take thy place. With bleeding death, I summon thee. Let my voice penetrate the sands of earth and seek the soul of Straif, mighty one! Fuel thy limbs and claw out of Hades! Journey to the upperworld....and take form!!!"

Animal in instinct, a hand smoldering in sulfurous vapor pierces the dirt, and rise from the ground...our brother of the Wheel...Straif reborn!

Ride!”