YOU THINK YOU'VE WON? YOU THINK YOU'VE BESTED US, US, WHO HAVE BEEN RUNNING YOU DOWN LIKE DOGS FOR THE LAST FIFTY YEARS? YOUR WINS ARE FEW AND MEANINGLESS, YOU EXIST ONLY TO MAKE US STRONGER WITH EACH ONE OF YOU THAT WE KILL. ENJOY YOUR SMALL VICTORY, IT WONT LAST, WE WILL RISE AGAIN AND QUICKLY, AND THE LAST THING THAT YOU EVER SEE WILL BE THE FACE OF YOUR ENEMY. THE LAST THING YOU WILL EVER THINK WILL BE HOW YOU'VE LOST YOUR LIFE TO THIS WAR THAT YOU WERE NEVER MEANT TO WIN. HOPELESS. SCUM OF THE EARTH. BEFORE THIS IS FINISHED, YOU WILL ALL BE BEGGING TO MEET YOUR END. YOU WILL KNOW HEREAFTER WHY IT IS YOUR BLOOD THAT WILL BE RUNNING DOWN THESE STREETS AND NOT OURS. HOW DARE YOU TRY AND CROSS THE QUEEN OF NARNIA.