Capitol- Kaine
Verz saw his target get away from the blast, but instead of anger, he felt something strange creep into his mind. Thoughts that weren't his. Thoughts and flashes of fear and panic. He fought them, though it was tough. When he was to be overwhelmed, he did something unexpected. He began to sing. Not just any song, but the Dha Verda Verda, the Mandolorian rally song. His comm was still on, so Mandolorian fighters all over the city would hear it.
Taung sa rang broka Mando'ade ka'rta.
Dha Werda Verda a'den tratu,
Manda'yaim kandosii adu.
Duum motir ca'tra nau tracinya.
Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a.
Kom'rk tsad droten troch nyn ures adenn.
Dha Werda Verda a'den tratu,
Manda'yaim kandosii adu.
Duum motir ca'tra nau tracinya.
Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a.
As Verz sang, he felt the fear and terror melt away, nothing but a memeory, as did many Mandolorians across the citycity.
OOC: Translation, and i have no idea what's up with the font.
The ash of the Taung beats strong within the Mandalorians' heart.
We are the rage of The Warriors of the Shadow,
The first noble sons of Mandalore.
Let all those who stand before us light the night sky in flame.
Our vengeance burns brighter still.
The gauntlet of Mandalore strikes without mercy.
We are the rage of The Warriors of the Shadow,
The first noble sons of Mandalore.
Let all those who stand before us light the night sky in flame.
Our vengeance burns brighter still.