Ichypa said
As Lancer's soldiers charged in, filling the room with grapeshot, a few of the Assassins managed to make it behind chunks of debris. Mostly because they had enough of their fellows between them and the onslaught to give them the chance to run. Assassin's ground forces had been devastated.In the mean time, Lancer did Assassin's work for him. Jacob was tackled to the ground and covered by Berserker, holding a gleaming shield in front of his vitals, the fiesty wife called up more monsters to surround her and Jacob, soaking up the damage, while his guards physically picked up and pull hunks of debris to use as shields. As for the nameless, lucky fools who had survived Assassin's attack, well, they weren't so luck a second time, as those who were merely standing around in shock were turned into bloody smears.With everyone distracted by this new threat, the remaining Assassins on the ground promptly used Presence Concealment. Those still lining the walls ran towards Lancer's army, leaping at them from above, wearing bulky vests.
Even as masses of irrelevents were slaughtered like so much cattle, the masses of Assassins found that neither cover nor stealth would prove sufficient to shield them from the barrage. Grapeshot pierced through debris as if they weren't even there, striking the cowering Assassins all over the body, blowing them back but not enough to kill them as they fell.
So too, did those who attempted to use Presence Concealment, as they were similarly struck, felled to the ground by the unimpeded pellets, rendered immobile.
And as the last of the Assassin's charged forward, newly clothed, they found them to be utterly irrelevant as the grapeshot shredded their limbs and left their vitals mysteriously unaffected.
"Hmph." Lancer sighed musingly, "As if a skulking coward would ever be able to lay a hand on a Child of the Lord." Raising his cane up, Lancer bellowed, "YE WHO HEARS THIS! LET THE MASTER OF THIS HORDE COME FORTH AND BE JUDGED! LEST THEY BE REMOVED FROM THIS MORTAL COIL!"