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A swing of his anchor took the head of another ghoul.

The moment the head went flying he let the momentum continue until the anchor touched the platform, he remembered how easy Arthur could swing the thing and couldn't help but feel envy. He wasn't tired yet but there was a weariness on his muscles that came from the effort, the spars against Zell had helped him figure out a baseline for his physical condition and there was a slight amount of fear inside him that the siege would continue after he reached his limit. Casting his Light Beam to attack the Corpse Dropper hadn't helped but he knew that the longer it kept in the air the enemy would have an advantage.

As he rested he took a moment to assess the situation.

His first priority was his party members, the closest to him was Adam who was on a platform similar to him, with his eyes closed. The beam attack earlier had been a show and a half and if he was to guess the man was likely using his plant control to do something, he trusted him enough to know he was doing his best, around him were some militia forming a protective circle around him. Next were Zell and Kass, they were easy to identify, each commanding their own squad and defending from the enemy directly, the urge to cast a Blessing grew within him but he held it back, not yet. With some difficulty, he spotted Fenna and Maz next, the Archer units were given favorable positions to rain hell, and by the looks of it that was exactly what they were doing.

He couldn't see Clive or Alison, which worried him more than he was willing to admit.

As much as he wanted he couldn't let that distract him, a single tower had been dismantled, with the ram halted it meant the ground troops would have to escalate to the towers to invade, which was bad seeing how they were doing just that.

The situation was bad, yes, but not unsalvagable yet.

With the Coprse Dropper down they could get some metaphorical air to breathe, as long as it was dead.

"You and you" He signaled to a militia soldier and a light mage "Make sure the Corpse Dropper is dead, if it isn't inform the closest ally, if you think you both can take it do so" He could see the hesitation in their eyes, but he knew the right words to move them, no matter how despicable they made him feel "Valheim is counting on you"

The moment the words registered both straightened up, hesitation and determination in their gazes before both of them moved towards the fallen enemy after giving a nod.

He watched them go before turning his attention towards the messenger cowering near a wall, he was... uncomfortably young, looking like he belonged in a school rather than in an ongoing siege, it was clear that he would rather be anywhere else. When he had been assigned to the platform during the planning he didn't comment, as much as he detested the idea with the communications down there was a necessity to be fulfilled by manpower. But that was then and this was now.

"Boy!" The young teen looked towards him despite the general chaos "Go towards Clarissa Shields and wait for her to send you back with news, run!"

The boy didn't wait for a second before scurrying along, taking with him some of the worry filling his heart, one less thing to take into account.

"Light and Dark Domain, switch to supporting the defenders, don't let them get overwhelmed! Earth and water, delay the other towers as much as possible, Air and Fire work with the Archers!"

As long as nothing went wrong.
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The platform was wider than he thought it would be, it also felt more narrow than he thought it would feel. It was the nerves he could recognize, for more than a week they had been preparing for this but for some reason, his dumb ass was caught blindsided the moment the alarms sounded to actually participate in the siege. It was funny, this wasn't his first siege but it was the first time he was on the defender's side, he couldn't say he was fond of it, unlike the nervous excitement that filled your body when you were an attacker for these last hours there were only anxiety and long periods of time sitting in silence, vigilant but with attention wavering every so often.

Already he had seen some people start to chafe, starting arguments or having quiet breakdowns in a corner.

If Zell was here he would have likely cracked a joke and improved the morale, if Mac or Fenna they would know what to say, if Kass or Clive were here their mere presence would reassure others, if Alisson was here she would probably share some obscure trick to calm the nerves.

But it was him here and he was speechless.

That is until the dead started raining from above.

He watched as the beast flew through the sky, a "Corpse Dropper" half his mind cursed, to have one of those things here... was Saladin really pulling some cards from his sleeve this early? No, it wasn't the time to think about that.

Instead, he grabbed his anchor and swung it at the closest ghoul, he had been too slow to create a barrier around his platform but he could correct the issue "To arms! Melee fighters kill the ghouls before they cause more damage! Light Domain bring down the Corpse Dropper! Earth and water target the troops! Everyone else go for the towers!"

The momentum was firmly in Saladin's grasp and they wouldn't be able to switch for now.

As much as he hated it the best option for now was to wait, this was just the opening move
Yo! I am a little under the Weather with what I think may be a cold, I will post tomorrow.
Hello, I hope you all got a happy new year
Ayoooo, merry christmas dudes! For those of you who celebrate it
It's the holiday break, brother haha! Did you forget? You can post if you want, but you don't have to.


...I may be a moron, I actually forgot.

UGGHHH, at least now I have most of it done
Yo! I am somewhat busy with some IRL things so I won't be able to post tonight, toworrow should be fine tho


He frowned as he heard Clarissa talk, thanks to Zigmund memories he understood what she was talking about, despite the different language used in Mytheria and whatever magic the Source was running to translate for them, HACKING was really the best word to describe the process in which one could interact with Source directly. Not that he had much experience in doing so, the closest he came to it was doing sabotage and espionage on behalf of some shady two-bit egghead back when he spent his days at the Capital.

Still, if there was one thing he had learned during his time working with Clarissa was to let her rant, there were nuggets of wisdom she expected you to pick up and she would give you this disappointed stare if you failed to do so.

What he didn't expect was for the instant recrimination, he stared baffled as she scolded him, did she really? He watched around and saw a few of the surrounding scientists pretending they didn't overhear anything while shaking their shoulders with repressed laughter and by his side, he made eye contact with Alison. He grits his teeth to prevent a blush from forming on his face "Oi" Sadly Clarissa Shields was not a woman who stopped by anything, so she simply bulldozed through his attempt at a response, made some creepy gang signs disguised as crossing her arms, then exited the room with his companion in tow. Leaving him in the middle of the room in bemused silence with an eyelid shaking in annoyance.

"Snrk..."

Slowly his head moved in the direction of a particular scientist, a 40-something balding man with an impressive poker face.

He watched as said face turned progressively purple by the moment before deciding it was enough "Ahhhh, a minute, you all can laugh at me for a minute" Instantly his eardrums were assailed by the sound of laughter, for all that Clarissa had trouble being considerate to her subordinates she was talented at accidentally allowing them to relieve tension with her antics.

After said minute he decided that enough was enough "Okay ya lot that's enough, you all have a job to do" He directed a glare around the room and was glad to see that between giggle and chuckle they were in fact returning to work "Marcus you tend to be her translator, any idea what the fuck that was?"

He just knew that no matter the answer it would be a headache for him.
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