So. How can you fight fire with fire if one person's holding an oil-soaked torch, and the other's holding a wet rag? Some people would say it's not my war to fight. WRONG. Even a complete egotist would claim it as their war- he's miserable, I'm miserable. I'm miserable, big fat FUSS. See? my war.
But I have sticks and stones against metal and armour. How can I win this?
Bigger ammo, or the Jesus-way: refuse to fight. Is that still winning? Depends on if the opponent wants a war. If they do, it is winning; if they don't, it's... a stalemate?
Still. I'm not going to just stand by and watch my loved ones getting hurt. Especially not him.
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