Now the battle was joined, sabers whirled, flourescing in the midnight air. Mewls of pain were heard as the members of SWR deftly cut down cats left right and center. For the members of SWR knew the truth. Cats were not the remaining Jedi. Cats were the misguided ones. Shadow Jedi, those drawn from the path of justice, as demonstrated by their attack of a HUMAN in a Vong's body. A human that was in a Vong's body thanks to a CAT!!! Zoot had misled and misguided cats all over the world. This Shadow Catti Master was evil through and through, though he realied it not. With great slinkiness Zoot sped off, leaving his expendable cat friends to die. The members of SWR surveyed the scene. Pawsed for thought (get it? ) and looked at the dismembered cat parts around the sight. Dozens of innocent technicians had been slaughtered, for they were susceptible to the effects of exploding lager. Elvis looked about him and surveyed the devastation. He cried. Now, you must understand, when a Vong crys, it is not a pleasant sight, and that is why they do not do it. But Elvis could not help it. He had lost friends. And for what? Why had this war started in the first place? Because of a cat? Yes, a cat, an evil, twisted, maniacal cat. Elvis knelt next to the lifeless eyes of a technician who had had them plucked from his head, and made a vow. THIS CAT WOULD PAY FOR HIS CRIMES!!!!!!!