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“Just like that, huh? Why would we trust that you would let us walk away unharmed. You haven't even introduced yourself.”

The Witch twirled her spear, sheathed it behind her back, and folded her arms. The bold young man ventured a few steps closer.

“Perhaps you could come here, kneel down before us and beg for forgiveness for all the carnage and innocents you and your army have killed. Maybe WE would be inclined on letting you go unharmed.”

She had to smile at that - not that he could see it.

"So? What say you?" he demanded.

"I say you watch your tongue," Mai interjected. "My Lady has shown you mercy, and you should respect that."

The Witch put out her hand. "It's all right, Mai. Let me handle this."

His was a tempting offer. They were clearly powerful. How powerful, she couldn't determine just yet, but reincarnations often had world-shattering powers. And she wasn't the sort of person to let pride get in the way of a tactical advantage. If there was a clear benefit to bending the knee, she would gladly do so.

But that would invert the relationship she was aiming for. She needed them to serve her, not the other way around. She knew what they were up against, and how to fight it. She knew the secrets of the world. These budding warriors hardly where they were, let alone who was guilty or innocent or who they were talking to.

"Do you even know where you are?" she replied, biting back a chuckle. "You speak of 'trust' and 'innocents,' but you barely even know what planet you are on. How bold of you to try and intimidate me by drawing closer."

The Witch took a step closer herself, and gingerly lifted his chin with the tip of her finger. "Lucky for you, I want to get closer. You're quite handsome. If you're inclined to do me harm, make sure to hold me close while you pierce me." She giggled and released him to his comrade, who came over and grabbed his arm.

"Listen, I don't like this any more then you do. But I think it's best we take this time to run and think of a plan, ok? I don't think this will be a fight we can win." He glanced back at the others. "Let's get out of here for now. We can't win this fight. I promise you though: we're coming back."

The Witch touched her hand to her heart. "What, am I so repulsive that you cannot wait to be rid of me? I wished only to parley with you. But perhaps this is a bad time. Should I leave and come back another time?"
So he's challenging the final boss? Heh heh, I like it. :3
Azgaar's Fantasy Map Generator can produce lots of good content, though it'd be a lot of work to fit it into existing lore. Messing around with it.
How was the post, y'all?
@Dark Cloud I said good mapmaking tools. xD

I've found and used a couple free ones before, but I don't really know what I'm doing with them. But I should probably get in some practice.
Mapmaking is a huge weakness of mine. I barely know any good mapmaking tools, don't know how to draw accurate topology, and don't really grasp how to make interesting areas. My plan was to BS my way through it, tbh.
"WE KILL."

The sarcophagus lid blew off and exploded against the wall.

"WE MUST KILL."

A cold shudder ran down the spine of every goblin in the group. From the dust emerged a figure, wreathed in shadow and clad in darkness, from whom a single word groaned over the din.

"DIE."

There was a streak of shadow, and a goblin's head rolled to the floor.

["FIRE! FIRE EVERYTHING YOU HAVE!"] shrieked Snahl. Another goblin collapsed to the floor, cut lengthwise from head to groin. Dozens of arrows buried into the fiend, and for a moment, they thought they'd got him as he kneeled on the floor.

"HUNGRY."

The creature rose to its feet and ripped the arrows out of its chest. Horrified, the goblins lost all semblance of order and fled for the exit, only to find a formation of knights blocking the way out. Trapped between a horrific nightmare and the well-trained Imperial soldiers, the goblins did the only thing they could do - pray for help.

["YOUR MAJESTY!- YOUR MAJESTY PLEASE!- PLEASE HELP US!"]
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The barrier around the city finally shattered under the concentrated fire from her battleships. As she surveyed the battlefield, a call came in over her comm device- a cry for aid from within the tower.

Could it be? Have the reincarnations awakened?

The woman furrowed her brow. The fools! They've gone and antagonized- no, this is my fault. I was the one who sent them down there. I should have sent someone capable of diplomacy, like myself. Ugh, I'm such a fool! This whole mission is a wash if I cannot recruit at least one of them. I need to go down and observe the situation for myself. I cannot make any judgments on what I have not seen with my own two eyes.

She directed her vessel closer to the tower and leaped down to the tower entrance. She dropped upon a knight and plunged her spear into his neck. The other knights recoiled in fear when they recognized her.

The Witch.

Their momentary hesitation was all the advantage she needed. She struck another knight on the chin with the butt of her spear and beheaded him with a clean sweep. The other knights moved to impale her with a joint attack. The Witch leaped into the air and balanced on the intersection of their spears before beheading the lot of them with another empowered sweep.

She groaned into her mask as the golden embers of regeneration filled her injured arm. The entrance cleared, she composed her feelings and strode into the tower.

The steady click of her boots echoed through the halls over the din of battle. When the goblins saw her, they rushed to her side and took a knee. Just outside the open coffin room, several figures stood with weapons drawn, their faces already hardened from the stress of battle.

They are unlikely to join my cause if my forces already attacked them. But maybe I can salvage the situation. The Witch stepped to the side, bowed her head to the reincarnations, and pointed her spear toward the exit.

At the very least, she could allow them to leave unopposed.
Post is done, would you mind adding the to your post the reaction of the retreating goblin's please?

I'll see what I can do!
From her perch at the prow of her flagship, a certain figure robed in black looked down at the chaos beneath her. The industrial complex was seized, its workers captured for escort to North Tower. The nobles' quarter of the residential zone was razed to the ground, and capture of the commoners' quarter was making good progress. But the city center remained a challenge. One group of goblins managed to infiltrate the tower entrance, but they had yet to come back out, a troubling sign. And the defenders of the castle were still putting up fierce resistance. They would need to be broken if she wanted to give her infiltration team any backup.

"Gungun."
An elderly goblin withdrew a cigar from his mouth. "Yeah Bossboss?"
"See that castle down there?"
"Mhm, yeah."
"I don't want to."
A wide grin spread across his face. "Thought you'd never ask." He cracked his knuckles and withdrew a pair of double-barreled pistols. With a loud "yee haw!" he leaped off the ship and plummeted toward the castle grounds.

The woman chuckled and turned to her bodyguard.
"And Mai..."
She raised her finger and pointed toward a horde of knights regrouping at the tower entrance.

"Go make a mess."
@Dark Cloud Sounds like the properties of a Voidspawn. Yer playin' wit fire, boi! xD I dig it. Approved!
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