First to the fray, the battle cry loud,
Strike with a force, strike hard and proud.
Sooner we catch them, first in our tactic,
Surprise in our hands, their response erratic.
Charge with intent, our spirits aflame,
Initiate first, set the game to our name.
With a roar and a rush, our tactics unfold,
In the art of war, boldness is gold.
Strike them down, before they see,
Seize the moment, set the pace to be.
Sooner we catch them, first in our tactic,
In the clash of wills, we wield swift magic.
A flash, a dash, into their core,
Surprise is our weapon, leaving them poor.
Catch five unaware, their fate we seal,
With swift actions, victory we steal.
Timing is key, not a second to waste,
Lead with a charge, no move made in haste.
So we set the pace, we control the game,
First to move, first to claim.
Strike them down, before they see,
Seize the moment, set the pace to be.
Sooner we catch them, first in our tactic,
In the clash of wills, we wield swift magic.
In the art of war, the swift prevail,
With our first move, their defenses fail.