001 [video]
[The crystal flickers to life, and the first thing any viewer will see is long fingers with long nails clearing away half-imagined dust, before the face of the owner comes into view--and yes, it is definitely the Emperor, though not as some of the Dissidia characters might remember him...]
This is like no war I have ever seen.
Where are the supply lines, the armories, munitions, and smiths for repair? And the territories we fight to control--why care for these wastelands? They have no supplies, no food or water, nothing to pillage, no strategical significance--a pass, a chokehold, barely even higher ground--nor political importance; even those that look like palaces are dead and abandoned.
Most important, where are the armies? Us? We barely form a platoon.
This is more glorified combat by champion than any war I have ever heard of.
This is like no war I have ever seen.
Where are the supply lines, the armories, munitions, and smiths for repair? And the territories we fight to control--why care for these wastelands? They have no supplies, no food or water, nothing to pillage, no strategical significance--a pass, a chokehold, barely even higher ground--nor political importance; even those that look like palaces are dead and abandoned.
Most important, where are the armies? Us? We barely form a platoon.
This is more glorified combat by champion than any war I have ever heard of.