Extinction The lone warrior stood battle hardened trained only to kill jaded by the deaths of those around him his friends enemies all dead slain by blade and by bow a battle which raged at a fevers pitch fought until the last man stood the valley ran with a river of blood grass stained crimson red from the fallen once proud warriors now lifeless corpses with all slain what now there was no populace to rule no citizens no close neighbor to conquer no friends all that is left is enemies of the state preparing to trounce on the crippled nation back to the wall mighty army no more a crippled nation is what the warrior stood before once vast fertile land now trampled and drenched in blood no masons or blacksmiths left to re-build no farmers to harvest the crops no populace left for the community nothing left except for the lone warrior wounded and dying instead of healing facing the bleak future of the nation he fell upon his sword ending the sorrow of the two now extinct nations VeNGeNCe