User blog comment:The Reptile King/The Battlefield/@comment-27550231-20200511032616

The roar of a thousand trumpets fills the air as an army of black a d white clad figures fill the horizon. No dust fills the air as they march in unison. A deluge of banners sway in the wind. In the forefront stood a mighty dragon maid holding aloft a spectacularly grand white banner with a red cross dividing the canvas into four equal parts. In one was a checkered field marked with medals and pendants. In a other four squares with a figure in each. An angel slaying a dragon, a Quetzal bird on a branch, a coat of arms bearing a red cross and a fist clenching a black bonnet.

Their leader stepped into the arena.

I don't want to fight you Rep. Give unto me the tithe of maids and you shall be spared.