"Hah, Strike! Take that you mangy looking demons!" If there was one good thing to be said about this situation then it was the fact that these demons weren't tough in the slightest to deal with which made thinning out their overwhelming numbers a whole lot easier. To reward herself for her efforts, the staff turned fairy began to take in the remaining essence from the nearby demons she turned into corpses moments earlier. Taking dark satisfaction in the feeling of power it gave her until a certain sheriff's yells broke her out of her thoughts.

"Ugh, can't a girl appreciate a fulfilling bloodshed here? I'd rather not chase down every little monster that flying meathead can't handle by herself." She groaned out loud but then again if Astra did die here then that would leave their 'merry' group with one less person to deal with all these invading creatures. Numbers were something they couldn't spare after all, outside of that creepy elf girl and the company she brought anyways, which could easily result in things steamrolling on them if nothing is done to prevent such a thing. A realisation that had Taotie rolling her eyes as she started flying towards an overwhelmed Astra before firing off a blast of magic at a nearby creature that had it's fangs latched onto her. "Save your thanks for later unless it's in the form of any cash on you!"

Actions:
Essence Eater F
Flight F
Mana blast F - Magic F - Fires a small blast of magic towards a nearby enemy - Grade F - 0 post cooldown - 5ft range

Seeing the result of the attack, Zeldrin was worried that they wouldn’t last in another round unless it was a more opportunistic assault. “Ratigan, Whiskers, back to me,” he called out while he surveyed the area for something to target while his rats rested. Someone called out helping the one who had rushed in, but he didn't think it was wise to focus all of their attention in that direction. He also didn't think his next move would help in clearing them out.

Since these things followed movement, Zeldrin assumed that someone would come after his rats that were retreating anyway, so he touched the earth floor and brought forth Bingbong. "Time to get their attention, my friend." Bingbong gave a nod before rolling forward to slam into any creature that maybe following the route the rats had taken. Even if it didn't hit anything, it was something else for the creatures to track during the battle.

Actions:
1 & 2?: Recall the rats to him.
3: Bingbong Ball Bash: Magic C (E), Magic Range (F), Earth Affinity (F) - summons a stone Armadillo named Bingbong that rush forward and slams into a target before disappearing. - E - (1) Cooldown

“You’re so cool!” The blushing priestess was in awe. Wanting to twirl his mustache with her tongue. The pink hues in her face stayed, eyes sparkling as she naturally commanded her death march. Squeezing her body next to the sheriff to keep herself warm in the desolate rocky basement. His muscles throbbing with masculinity and blood was comforting.

The Shield Maidens were wonderful. Wrinkling the bones of these pathetic creatures as they squished and stampeded themselves against their shield wall. Splattering sounds and the crackle of bones echoed, the sounds of battle was like an orchestra. Nyana the maestro.
Popping her young lips with excitement “My lovely shields, peel back to the second line.” Slowly retreating step by step while staying on guard. Using [Block!] to cover their own retreat. Some would be ambushed from behind, hoping their flesh withstood the damage. They appeared to have armor but it was simply an illusion, they might as well been naked as preferable as that would’ve been.

“First Order, cover their retreat.” Spear heads were already readied forward. The second line of defence, unlike the shield maidens, had actual armor. [Light Armor E] equipped with [Two Handed Pikes E] It was a simple method of war. Funnel and separate the enemy with cannon fodder when first engaged then retreat to a bigger fighting force to pick off the stragglers.

When faced with an enemy the first order would bless their enemies with a prayer infused spearhead. The markings of their weapons are engraved with Sheegigro’s blessings. If one were to look closely at the patterns it was symbols and drawings of humans. On fire. Dismembered. Tortured. Crying. Flayed. Demonic and chaotic.



However if you accounted for the numbers the lizard creatures seemed endless. “If someone has the capacity to do so, pretty please, close their entrance.” She hinted at the earth bender or even the superstrengthed viltrumite. If they didn’t manage to do it on their own, she had the idea of clogging up the massive ravine with her servants corpses, however long that would take.

“Semi circle formation.” It would take too long to form a full protective circle around her so she made the quick call for half. This would make it harder for the creatures to flank behind the defensive line but also makes the area they control much tighter. If the other adventurer’s wanted to follow through that would be great, but she could hardly care. If they wanted to be individuals and get swarmed one by one then so be it. Especially the newcomer samurai. She’s a female, hearing her squeals would be nice. Maybe even louder and more beautiful of the crunching of bones or the clanging of metal.

“You’re doing good, handsome.” Nyana's eyes smiled. Spanking the sheriff, coping a small gentle handful of his buttocks.

1 Command frontline to fall back to second line
2 Second line [First Order] is reinforced, attack with spears.
3 Command to form a semi circle defensive formation to make it harder for the creatures to flank.