Good Evening. This is Machata National News (MNN). Just in from the front line in the War of Pangeian Aggression, our on-the-spot correspondent interviews a common Machatkan infantryman.
Reporter: You look pretty bloodied up, son.
Yutu the Infantryman: Oh…. Oh… KABALKU!!!! <Sobbing> They were EVERYWHERE, man!! Holy Poobu!! EVERYWHERE. Green undead…. Undead, I tell you!! EVERYWHERE!!! <grabs his face….>
Reporter: Can you describe what it was like, son?
Yutu the Infrantryman: We were almost ready for ‘em… ALMOST ready for ‘em. Our smite drums were beating. Our priests were bestowing the sacred blessings. All was almost prepared. Then they came rushin’ over the hill… through the trees like they were a part of them! Undead… a HUGE undead army… Mindless… Fearless… without Compassion or self-concern. They rushed us… full on…. Ripping through our front lines and into our archers. <eyes wide with fear… hands gripping and pulling hair>
Reporter: Oh…. Holy Poobu! <almost dropping the microphone>
Yutu the Infantryman: They smacking railed on our holy spider riders… killed them all…OH HOLY POOBU!!! OH…… <shouting loudly with unconsolable grief …>