[color=92278f][center][h1]Leta[/h1][/center][/color]
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[color=92278f]"The damage you plan to cause will be irreversible,"[/color] a voice came from the shadows in the corner of the room [color=92278f]"a war crime."[/color]

The person in the shadows stepped forward, a winged man from the east, dressed in black leather, his wings tucked in behind him. He opened his beak to speak again.

[color=92278f]"My men can drop the dust from above, with limited damage to your peoples,"[/color] he looked over at the naga, a species he hadn't seen before, it was in a word, disgusting. [color=92278f]"but there will be over 300 men, naga and human alike, who will be blinded on our side. No eye ware, not even the gods themselves, could stop that."[/color]

The Wingdred knew this to be true, he had played it out in his mind a thousand times in the last days.The average was 300. At worst, 71% of their own men would be blinded, while only 12% of the enemy was effected. That chance was so low it wasn't worth mentioning.