[b][u]Gleeful Jackal - Blue King[/u][/b]

Grinning as Unrelenting Jukebox took his leave, the Blue King turned back to watch the last of the Fanged Rangers get cut down by an Ebon Stryker. In fact, the same Ebon Stryker that he'd seen fight Corpse Collector a month ago. Interesting. And yet, the rampaging Dissolutions did nothing to harm Arms Slave, or any of the Ebon Strykers. 

"...Oh, come on." He groaned, slamming a palm into his face as he turned to leave, the battle over. "You've got to be joking." He muttered under his breath as he started making his way back to the Blue City, sending a guild-wide message as he did so.

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, bad news. I don't care if you're about to start ganking, but I'm calling off the attack." Gleeful Jackal paused for a moment to allow his guildies a second to bitch and moan to themselves, as he assumed them would. "Now that you're done bitching, let me explain why. I just watched some Ebon Strykers hit the Fanged Rangers, and you wanna know something cool? They've got Dissolutions under their control that attack everyone else but them. That's right, those assholes are hacking. We're not going to win a direct assault by ourselves. All units pull out of the Black City right the hell now and get back to the guild hall. Bunker down and keep the war machines ready. We're definitely going to have to start working with the other guilds at this point." 

The instant that Gleeful Jackal made it back to the guild hall, he started composing a PM to each of the other colored Kings, using the same chat as before.