It’s… a long story. Still, bringing back woolly mammoths is pretty cool. I understand they taste great.
Fragment Of A Recently Unearthed Saga From the Proto-Indo-European Period Narrating the Battle Between A Human Clan And What Was Apparently A Herd Of Malevolent, Psionic Woolly Mammoths Bent On Wiping Humanity Out.
Now comes to the campfire
Not caring of dire wounds
The King-Mammoth, blood-wet
Thought-death-tusks all gleaming;
Forty heroes he used
For war-paint and warning.
His mind and tusks sang death
Havoc he loosed that day,
But still stood great Wiros,
Best of hunters, fearless
His body not broken;
His mind a pool of night-black.
Wiros met King-Mammoth
With laughter and spear-talk.
Though death danced before him
There Wiros still fought true.
That was a good battle!
They found in each other
All that they sought: both life
And death; they fell as one.
How cruel for King-Mammoth;
His death had no keenings.
With him died his people;
Wiros won life for us.