[h1][center]Scandinavia[/center][/h1]

The guards at the gate took a moment to wave back at the child being brought over in the entourage that Siegfried had brought over before turning to address the fox-eared woman who was clearly in a panic. The scene was a bit absurd, even with the recent string of events that had been occurring, but the gravity of the situation made itself a bit clearer as the wind began to die down ever so slightly. With the sounds of beasts now audible over the crackling of the flames and the sweeping winds, the two guards took a moment to face each other and nodded, with the one on the left moving inside the town in a hurry to alert everyone to their presence. The one that was left, of course, looked over the group before turning back to Siegfried.

"I think we can make an exception for the child to stay for the night, but I'm not sure about the rest of that group. The town's going to be in enough chaos as-is without a bunch of strangely-clothed strangers strolling in unannounced. We have no magical protection to speak of, which means that we've had to deal with these attacks every few nights with just the power of our weapons... And those only do so much," the guard sighed, shaking his head before a piercing howl rang through the silence of the night. Almost instantly after, the winds stopped, as if commanded by the voice itself.

"...Gods, let us survive this night..." the man prayed for a moment before one rather brash woman suggested that the group defeat the wolves for shelter. He, of course, had no authority to judge, but...

"If you defeat the beasts, then I will do everything in my power to have you recognized as our benefactors to the rest of the townsfolk. You have my word," he said, carefully glancing around as the sound of a large bell began to resonate from within the town.

Almost as if on cue, the silhouettes of a pack of large wolves, their red eyes shining in the moonlight, appeared over on a hill opposite the gate. The red lines that seemed to pattern their coats was intimidating, but what seemed to be more worrisome was their size--it would not be too far off to estimate each to be larger than a car of the modern era, and with at least twenty of them now rapidly making their way to the town, it was clear that they were of no natural origin.

"...Oh my. Well, if you don't mind, I'm going to remain here. In the rear. Where I won't be treated as a chew toy for a giant wolf," Shakespeare said, taking a few steps back and leaning against the wall. "I wish you all the best of luck."

Siegfried, on the other hand, drew his blade and readied himself for combat.

"I apologize for wrapping you up in this mess, but it seems we have no other choice," he said to the group as he steeled his body for combat.

"Let us begin."

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[center][h1]Babylonia[/h1]
[h2]Sakata Kintoki[/h2][/center]
"Gotcha, Master!" Kintoki shouted out in agreement before rushing over to the site of the conflict that his Master had indicated, his golden axe materializing in his right hand en route. The giant array of beasts and golems was a bit of an overwhelming sight, but it took a few seconds for Kintoki's smile to reach across his face as Svetleaze commanded him to... Well, as he would put it, 'show her what he's got'.

"Alright, let's do this!" the Berserker cried out, gripping his weapon in both hands as he crouched down for a moment before launching himself into the air. His target, a rather fierce-looking giant lion, seemed to be on the verge of pouncing on a cluster of soldiers.

Not that he would let it, of course.

"As if I'd let you!" he cried out, bringing his axe down upon the beast's head and splitting it in two before giving the soldiers behind him a thumbs-up. As he did so, though, a golem to his side began to swing at his body, but not before he noticed and blocked the blow with one of his arms.

"...Whoa. Okay, you're pretty strong, ain'tcha? Well, too bad for you, but I think I've still got you beat!" he responded, not caring if his opponent was actually able to respond or not as he punched it back, blowing the head off of the construct before kicking it to the ground. Of course, two out of... The rest of the army wasn't exactly the best of starts, but... Well, he'd get there eventually.

[h2][center]Kumozaki Keisuke[/center][/h2]
At the call to arms, Keisuke immediately followed after Atalanta to the west, bringing his weapon to its full glory as he dashed over. The sea of black mist and arrows that met his eyes seemed to be decimating whatever it made contact with--whatever wasn't killed by the smog became pincushions for magical arrows instead. It was pretty nasty to watch, even for him, but Keisuke had no time to marvel at the carnage before him. Even with all that power at their disposal, the waves of enemies seemed to still be pushing through... Or, well, more technically, around. He could only do so much against such enemies, but at the very least cleaning up anything that got through was something on that small list.

[i]"Atalanta, keep suppressing as much of that mob as you can. I'll stay down below and clear out any stragglers, so I'll put my faith in you to continue your work up there,"[/i] he messaged his Archer before moving into the fray. There were still quite a few creatures and constructs that had made it long before the anti-army measures had begun, so it was probably better to start there. Without any hesitation, the Enforcer quickly moved forward and, in a single slash, pierced the core of a golem before following into a second against another.

"Hm. They're a lot less durable than I'd have expected... Either that, or my weapon is of a better make. I hope it's the latter..."

Enkidu, of course, was doing much of the same, dragging golems into the ground beneath them or sending spears made from his own body into whatever creatures had managed to make their way through. 

Near the near of the army (however far away that was) stood a [url=http://safebooru.donmai.us/posts/1746658]masked figure[/url], surrounded by golems that were of a far higher quality and seemed to be made of a far more durable material than the stone and clay creatures that were now sieging the city. He stood by silently, staring forward as more golems seemed to drag themselves out of the dirt beneath his feet and move mindlessly forward in search of someone or something to attack. Every so often, another wave of creatures would walk by, from whatever location they came from over the horizon. The waves themselves seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, but whether that was due to a lack of resources or a desire not to send any more was anyone's guess.

Gilgamesh seemed to pay no mind to the mongrel below who was using his weapons to help clean out the horde of skeletons as he continued to fire more and more weapons from his seemingly-endless Gate of Babylon, instead watching as Arturia began to rapidly clear out chunk after chunk of the skeleton army in front of them.

[color=yellow]"As I predicted, you really [i]do[/i] make for fine help, little King of Knights!"[/color] Gilgamesh laughed haughtily, staring at the blonde knight before one of the skeletal elephants in the distance caught his eye.

Or, rather, [url=http://safebooru.donmai.us/posts/2134825]who was on it.[/url]

[color=yellow]"Oh? Are you the insect that [i]dares[/i] to challenge the might of the king?"[/color] Gilgamesh asked rhetorically as the figure and his mount inched ever closer to the city. Though his Noble Phantasm was not yet in range, the second he made it past that point, the King of Heroes would show no hesitation in firing upon him.

Well, that might leave the front a bit less defended, but the two knights below would likely be able to handle that trash.
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