Battering rams and catapults made quick work of the section of wall, and the kobold legions surged through, to be met on the other side with an ensuing battle between Largon's men and the loyalists. With the reinforcements, the odds quickly turned on the loyalists, and the kobolds made quick work of them. Troops poured into the city streets, hacking and slashing away at the routing vestiges of the loyalist garrison. In a matter of hours, Mitron's Traeton lowered its banners, to be replaced by flags flying the colors of Rughoi's Xigyll. 

Rughoi looked on in pride as the banners cut down Mitron's symbol. Already, the tribal dracons began smashing windows and looting stores. Rughoi shook his head. This will not do at all.

"Merat, give the command. No, wait. Turn on only the Red Shadows and the Rockblades. Perhaps that will teach them a lesson about greed," he said. Soon, the cheers turned into screams. The kobold elites, following the plan, turned their blades on their dracon comrades. Even with their size disadvantage, they quickly overwhelmed and apprehended chief Durak Rockblade and Orkal Redshadow. The rest were untouched. "We still need the rest of them for the next part of our campaign. Now send for the other generals. We need to talk about what to do with these poorly maintained walls."