Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20190424132336/@comment-28718853-20190426012340

Oceana appears hesitant at first when Ran asks her to call her by her nickname. Then she smiles at her and responds, "Of course, Nyssa."

Despoina glances at Jeiel and mutters, "Let us hope so, last time I played with someone so powerful he nearly went on a murderous rampage at what was supposed to be a friendly competitive event."

She flies off toward the factory and positions herself on the rooftop. Her right eye stares through the scope of her musket, watching the treeline for any sign of the constructs.

Oceana moves onto the catwalk where the other ranged fighters are standing. Augustina heads out to the front with the two militia squads, prepared to lead them in the upcoming battle.

Down on the main floor Riza looks around at the troops present and whispers, "I hope this is enough."

"We'll find out soon enough," Rix responds softly.

In and around the factory there is a mix of emotions. Some of the soldiers eagerly anticipate the battle. Others hide their fear under their helmets and masks, hoping that the battle wouldn't get too hectic and they could go home to their families when it is over. A few offer silent prayers to the Demon Lord, wishing for her to provide them with strength and courage.

Almost ten minutes pass and nothing happens.

Finally, Despoina announces from above, "I'm seeing movement in the trees!"

Everyone grips their weapons tightly as the leaves rustle. Their enemy would soon make their presence known. Rix pumps her shotgun to hype herself up and Forjod conjures up a small spinning ball of wind in his open palm, a DRS morningstar in the other. Sparks form within Ikuna's fingers as her mind and body fill with excitement at fighting and possibly corrupting whatever Champions would be coming their way. Riza simply huddles close. Her sleep magic would be useless against the constructs, but highly effective against the Champions if any had joined the attack.

The enemy soon emerge from the treeline and make a beeline for the factory. They have wooden, skeletal bodies, green crystal eyes, flat crest-shaped heads, and carry a variety of melee weapons.

"Hold your positions and keep them back!" Augustina shouts as she raises her shield in front of her.

Gunshots ring out from the heated barrels of Despoina and Oceana's muskets. The spellcaster mercenaries launch a plethora of spells at the incoming wave of artificial humanoids, the most common being the fireball. The wooden creations have their bodies blown apart by the barrage of spells and DRS rounds as the survivors continue undeterred toward the siege factory.