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The warrior, xx in furious battle, smashes heads. The lord curses the disobedient, rebellious lands: "I will xx battering ram, I will xx your venom. I will destroy (?) your city gate xx, and reach your xx. I will xx shield on (?) your tower, and reduce it to a pile of dust. I will xx your xx, like a city cursed by Enlil. I will xx you into ruin mounds, like a city hated by Ninurta."