To fly in the sky is to slay thy foe. An army in the sky is to obliterate a kingdom. My troops, the soaring eagles. My commanders, the dragons of holy light. When our allies die below, you soar down and destroy their foes. Be the shield of their lives, be the shield of their fate. Annihilate our foes with the power flight, cast their blood on the tip of thy wings, let it shine through the battlefield. In the battlefield, you return with glory or die on your wings with honor. The blood on your wings, whether it's yours or not, is a sign of true fortitude and valor. Do not let others weakness of running blind you. You must fly through that weakness and face death in the face, do as much destruction as you can to your foes with thine last breath. With that, we shall remain victorious and true.
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