Scene One
At a cold, heavy dawn, the silence of the sky hid behind a creeping tension that pressed against the earth.
On the outskirts of a ruined city, the fighters stood in disciplined rows, a wall of unyielding resolve.
Before them, massive rockets waited, trembling like captive beasts craving release.
Their eyes met in fleeting glances—fear intertwined with iron determination—
then, all at once, their voices erupted, tearing through the night:
“Allahu Akbar! Allahu Akbar! Allahu Akbar!”
A single roar that split the darkness, defying the void and summoning the unknown.
In a heartbeat, the rockets surged upward,
as if the earth itself exhaled its final breath.
Flaming tongues ripped across the sky,
each missile veering toward its own distant target,
striking vital points deep
