We had it all; a thousand ships and more
Advantage over you, a massive fleet
Well-stocked and well-prepared to wage a war
Of utter devastation. Our elite
Task forces would have killed you. But we tried
On Norden's technological advice
To upgrade all our systems, so inside
Our now much smaller fleet, from his device,
Were better weapons, better shields, indeed
So much we did not doubt our victory.
Again, on Norden's word, we did proceed
To upgrade; but compatability
Was lost, as was the war to you as well.
Please remove Norden from my prison cell.
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