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[color=violet]"It's been 84 years..."[/color]

[color=888888]— Chloe Irving[/color]

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03 03 03 03 03
10 10 06 17 04
23/12 | Babe/Baby | Spirit
Mystic orb, Gauntlets | Third Eye, Tentacles | Horror
Wings, Enhanced Outfit, Big Damn Hero, Blood Magic, Interdimensional Home, Sorcery, Enhanced Transformation
Dominator | Dark Weapon
Nagash

6 Gold, 9 silver, 13 bronze
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As it turned out, starting a siege by yourself, even with the help of a eldritch horror, does not ensure things are going to be easy. Chloe was fully aware that her seige wasn't going to do any meaningful damage, but typically the point of a distraction was to hold out as long as possible so that everyone else could do their thing. She had acted prematurely, and Penrose had not tried to match her pace. She still had a few tricks up her sleeve, like the [i]mortech juggernauts[/i] and [i]his avatar[/i], but it it was still too early to deploy them. They kept fighting, but they had to back peddle into a forest to keep their numbers up. It was just a distraction, so retaining ground wasn't as important as retaining numbers. 

[color=violet]"Get those mortek crawlers firing!"[/color] Normally siege equipment would be worthless, but the arcane flames from from the mortek crawlers' soul caskets could care less about cover from trees. The other magical girls she was with were nearby, though it wasn't exactly a time for idle chatter. 

[b]"My liege!"[/b] A mortisan soulmason pointed behind them. [b]"I see evidence of combat! Smoke rises to the heavens, and steeds of Brionne ride further off!"[/b]

Chloe groaned. [color=violet]"Didn't Brionne fall with the old world?"[/color]

[b]"Perhaps Sigmar saved some unicorns and gave them to Wonderlanders to use against our great army! Woe, these cowards!"[/b]

[color=violet]"It's wonderland, they likely- Wait, unicorns? How pink and glittery are they?"[/color]

[b]"Very! And they appear to be lead by an accursed kite!"[/b] The end of his staff started to glow. [b]"Shall I send out a Bone-tithe Shrieker as a deterrent?"[/b]

[color=violet]"...Let me see about making contact with them. They could be friendly."[/color]

Chloe raised her hand, and a swarm of souls surged forth. A giant crystal with four elongated faces manifested within the neon cloud. It was suitably chilling, the way it spun like a slow tornado and crept through the forest. It cast an errie green glow that shined through tree branches. The jaws suddenly dropped. Normally this was when a Bone-tithe Shrieker would belt out an endless scream from all of its mouths to unsettle enemies and invigorate the bone reapers. Instead the faces, while still creepy, softened their expressions and changed their color to pink.

[color=violet]"Hewoooooooooooow!"[/color] A sickeningly cute voice echoed throughout the forest. [color=violet]"If you weewy, weewy don't wike wunderwand, say your favorwit ting about huggy wuggies!"[/color]

Also, what was that rumbling? Was there a giant in these woods?