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As trumpets blared a fanfare to the smug and smiling Kiam,
He waved a royal kerchief to his tribe, its time to carpe-diem;
"I shall release this Player, and so the Internalling begins:
The brave Rat Pack up against the Seven Deadly Sins!"
The world cheered, we checked our spear nukes and our shield,
We launched our sword nukes, and poor Sins fell on their knees to yield;
And then came an OP on Pulse, Spear to Spear and Sword to Sword,
so beware our random attacks, they should not be Ignored.
"Hurrah!" the Rats cheered, as we received a royal prize,
'Twas seven lots of fertile land, that the Sins did provide,
"Well done, Rat Pack," cried Kiam, applauding from his throne,
"You are the best tribe ever, but either way I'll still have a moan"
As the rats bear down on kiams fragile throne,
The Deadly Sins see it's entirely homegrown;
Our message is, by now, somewhat clearer -
An end to the sinning has become so much nearer.