Little wonder our enemies hated The sight of the one sided hat They knew wherever they saw it Was not the place to be at. Because even if both sides had run out of bullets They had learned ... there was one left to fear
You loom over the pitiful form of Lavinya and plunge your hands into her chest, ripping out her heart. You offer the bloody organ up to the Demon Lords of Nil, and are rewarded with an ecstatic surge of power and might.