The battle commenced. Those on the left flank charged the right. Fierce fighting ensued. Nationalist fervor was at the peak. Thick swirling clouds of dust and gas obscured the landscape. The leader of the squares fell, mortally mounded. Some men mere trampled by the frightened elephants. A well-aimed missle destroyed the concrete bunker of the pentagonals' command, shattering it like an egg-shell. By day's end, the pents had a firm grasp on the squares' domain; the squares captured the pents' principal city. The enemies were subdued. A young female child of unknown origin was found dead on the battlefield.