The Last Battle - Fury of the Feline
She gives in to the storm
On her knees she falls,
But her heart remains strong.
She closes her eyes as if to surrender
Holds her breath,
Her life in a moment she gathers.
Her nemesis had declared victory …
A little too soon!
Woman you lesser being you die at my feet
She rose like a tempest, hailing a cry from her womb
The last strike was fatal, reversing defeat
The mighty men who raised their arrogance so tall
That nature had created Tigress …
The fiercest of all!