[center][h2]Krunk Fortress, Lobby[/h2]
[sub]HELLLLP!![/sub][/center]

	General horns shuddered in place for a moment, frozen by fear. Or was it something else? "P-P-PILLOWS?" From one of the nearby doors, a second larger Krunklet crashed into Horns' side and launched him across the room, toward Ainra, impaling the dragon-lady on the general's horns. The second Krunklet was then underneath Zerraf's rapier, replacing his earlier victim. His face however, was completely covered by his helmet, leaving no holes or visors for him to see through. Oh his helmet, instead of horns, or a spike, there was a tiny trumpet decal, and two little ear-holes on either side.

	"Woah-oh-ho-ho! Funk's on the scene!" The new soldier sung right after pin-balling Horns away. He was wearing standard-iron [i]ball-armor[/i] from the looks of it, but his arm-guards were similar to Horns', apparently packing some sort of unique mechanic. Horns pushed his head off of Ainra's body and turned to General Funk.

	"THESE PIPSQUEAKS ARE MINE, FUUNNNNK!"

	"Hey-oh-ho-ho! What use is a trio of Generals if you don't use them? Innit that [b]right[/b], [b]spike[/b]?" As Funk spoke, the giant gate leading into the courtyard creaked open, showing a third larger-than-life Krunklet approaching from afar. His helmet has a single spear-like spike that protruded nearly 2 feet off of his head, and his armor was a shimmering golden hue.

	Horns stomped the ground and grunted like a child. "FINE, FINE, FINE! THEN WE'LL JUST, UH... COMPETE?" He insisted, not fully sure of his suggestion. Funk, laying leisurely on his back, suddenly sprung towards Zerraf, knocking his Rapier aside with his helmet.