Ting'Nari burst into the audience room, her cat-like eyes dilated in fear. "Chief!" She screeched, "I was wrong! We are under attack! See here!" She practically tackled Eytucan and put her fingers into camera mode. A view of outside appeared, on the path that led to the main entrance to the tree-city. The Dravistite column stretched off the video feed, but all present could clearly see Michael leading a stack of catapults, which were launching massive flaming boulders at the trunk.
"Tey'Tsu," Eytucan said, struggling to remain calm, "get Jayk'Suly and four other warlords and destroy the catapults. Ting'Nari, get Fparmil in here. I will relay orders through him."
"Yes sir!" The two Ni'va shouted and rushed from the chamber.
The monsters were massive, six-legged crosses between rhinos and hammerhead sharks. Golden arrows streaked from the Dravistite lines when they charged from the trees, but the attacking Angtsik were unaffected. The enormous heavies lowered their T-shaped heads in preparation to slam into the catapults. They went straight through. Instead, tongues of electricity shot up from nowhere and engulfed the charging herd. The entire army vanished.
Back behind the front line of Angtsik, Tey'Tsu rode his Pa'li over next to Chief Warlord Jayk'Suly. "More foolamancy."
"I know, Tey'Tsu. The Angtsik were not harmed much, so it was a useless trick. When they reveal themselves to attack we will destroy them. Look, they come already!"
Indeed, from above the warlords came the flying army. Ni'va archers opened fire upon the fliers, but they were ineffectual. In fact, the entire force of fliers simply shot past the army into the city.
Tey'Tsu shouted in alarm, but Jayk'Suly calmed him down, saying, "We have warlords in the city, with the Ikran and my Toruk. If that is not another illusion, and I believe that it is, we will go to their rescue. In the meantime, we must remain on our guard."
Only a few moments later, a thinkagram appeared before the two. Chief Eytucan said to them, "Jayk, why are you not here! I can sense combat above the courtyard!"
"Forgive me Chief, I thought it was foolamancy! We're coming in now!" The call ended and Jayk started shouting orders. "Angtsik in first, so you don't rush ahead and trample us! Pa'li behind, then Palulukan, then Nantang!" The entire host fell into chaos as they tried to rearrange themselves.
From beneath the ground, all eighty of the qwers erupted into battle-frenzy, led by Aaron and Zadkiel. They fell upon the rear of the defending army and devoured the Nantang. The Omaticayans quickly overcame their surprise, and the Palulukan sprung into the battle.
The Palulukan were like panthers from hell, the size of twonicorns with glossy black and purple fur. None were mounted except for one, the rider being the warlord in command of them. The vicious animals' incredible speed allowed them to dodge most attacks by the clumsy, legless qwers and leap onto their backs. The tunnelers began to croak by the bucket load as they were numerically overwhelmed. The Nantang, who were pitifully weak compared to qwers, swarmed their targets and clamped down with jaws like steel. Before long, only a small pocket of resistance remained, thanks to Zadkiel's bonus. But when the Ni'va warlord's stack attacked, it became obvious that they would not survive.
Zadkiel's scimitar clashed against her spear. The incredibly tough wood didn't even dent. The warlord was wearing war paint that made her look like a peacock. A peacock with fangs, that is, who was trying to kill him. She hissed again, and her Palulukan jumped back to avoid a swipe from the red qwer's tail. In this brief interlude, Zadkiel saw her stats. She was level 9, the heir of Omaticaya, Teyniri. Zadkiel gritted his teeth and resolved to croak her.
When the panther leaped forward again with a snarl, he threw his scimitar like a javelin into the monster's throat, where it penetrated almost to the hilt. Zadkiel felt the berserker rage coming upon him, tried to fight it. It may well save his life, but he hated it above all other things. He urged his qwer forward to finish Teyniri off, but she ran to the side and dodged his charge. A Nantang pounced into Zadkiel's face, and he lost all control. The rage overtook him, and he tore the dog-thing apart with his bare hands.
Teyniri had produced a bow, had drawn back the string. The arrow penetrated through a kink in his armor and protruded from the other side. Zadkiel felt no pain. He tore it out and laughed, then threw it back and impaled her in the foot. He jumped from his qwer and removed his scimitar from the mouth of the Palulukan. A second arrow whizzed past his ear as he cut down another Palulukan which had gotten in his way.
Zadkiel charged the heir to Omaticaya. She grabbed her spear off the ground and held it out for him; in his fury Zadkiel would have thrown himself upon it hard enough to slide so far down the shaft as to still be able to croak her. It was Aaron who saved him. His brown qwer launched itself at Teyniri and bowled her over. It rolled off to the side, crushing several Nantang, before coming to a halt, Neytiri's spear stuck in its side. Aaron was crushed beneath it.
The Ni'va princess crouched over Aaron's body and grabbed him by the neck, crushing his windpipe with her huge hands and inhuman strength. Zadkiel charged again, only to be knocked down by his opponent. Without loosening her grip on Aaron, she held him to the forest floor and hissed, "Fayvrrtep fìtsenge lu kxani." These demons are forbidden here. She bared her fangs and prepared to rip his jugular out with her teeth.
Suddenly Neytiri stopped and screeched. She was buffeted by two enormous wings as Gabriel's twonicorn dove to the ground. Zadkiel's lover swung him into the saddle as Joseph flared his Technicolor Wings to drive back Nantang. Joseph grabbed Aaron from beneath the qwer and threw him onto another twonicorn, before the rescue party winged for the sky.
Above, the true Dravistite army finally became visible. Below, the last of the qwers croaked.
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