*You see before you tents filled with protesters and doctors who can administer the anti owo vaccine.*
Our lands have been overrun by a furry virus!
Peoples, grabeth thine pitchforks.
Brothers, gather thine flamethrowers and swords!
We must go forth and forcibly vaccinate the infected, we must save our kin!
To my kin who have thus far wielded their flamethrowers so boldly, to you I say rejoice, for you shall have your reward in heaven at the day of reckoning!
Deus Vult!
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... is it too late to join the crusade from a distance?