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In the year of the Lord 1501, a great war hath begun.
King: What doth take place?
Servant: Those fiends hath set up us the gunpowder weapon of destruction.
Messenger: Sire, a message hath been bestowed upon us.
King: Darest thou repeat thyself!
Messenger: In the main hall of our castle great, our enemy hath appeared!
King: Thou it be, foulest of them all!
CATS: I bid ye good-den, king and servingmen.
CATS: All thine kingdom doth now belongest to us.
CATS: Thou art on the path to the greatest of destructions.
King: What hast thou spoken now, foe!
CATS: Thy hast no chance to escape, fool! Makest thou the last moments of thine life.
CATS: I shake with laughter over thy stupidity, o king!
Messenger: My king?
King: Send out every zig rider to the last man!
King: Thy knowest what done must be.
King: Zigs, go forth with haste!
King: For our cause is just, may the lord show us mercy.