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Turn Number:75 AW
Side's Turn:Royal Crown Coalition

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Panels: 13
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Panel 1

Closeup on Jillian Zamussels on her megalogwiff high above Spacerock as she gives orders.[edit]
Queen Jillian Zamussels: We're going, Duncan. [edit]

Panel 2

Chief Warlord Duncan Scone smiles as he leans over in the saddle of his megalogwiff to receive orders from his Queen.[edit]

Queen Jillian Zamussels: I want one max stack of top units, and the rest in a throwaway buffer group.

To protect our keisters in case she loses it.

Duncan Scone: Yes, Queen.
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Panel 3

Looking over the left shoulder of Jillian's megalogwiff, we see the two flights arrayed against each other: spongy gwiffons and their larger ilk float above, to the side, and in front of Jillian, who gestures with her huge sword. Behind its equally mammoth scabbard, Vanna clings to her back. On one of the forward gwiffons is a figure dressed all in black with an orange-brown head and a tiny black hat. Opposite the forces of Faq are the Gobwin Knob forces, rows of dwagons of all colors and additional floating ranks of Decrypted Archons.[edit]

Queen Jillian Zamussels: We're leaving, Wanda!

Don't engage.
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Panel 4

Closeup profile of Jillian looking serious. Behind her we see the gwiffons and plated megalogwiffs bearing riders. We get a closer look at the figure in black, who appears to be wearing coattails, and is blonde.[edit]

Queen Jillian Zamussels: You're in a lot of trouble right now, but prob'ly not from me.

So don't pick any fights you don't have to.
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Panel 5

Closeup view hovering over Wanda Firebaugh, eyes wide, with a look half stunned and half cold anger.[edit]
Wanda Firebaugh: If you could do this, ...why even parley? [edit]

Panel 6

A return to the profile of Jillian, whose expression has softened considerably.[edit]

Queen Jillian Zamussels: For what it's worth, it was an honest offer.

But Faq is mine now, Wanda. I call the shots.
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Panel 7

Jillian looks away from Wanda, over her left shoulder.[edit]

Queen Jillian Zamussels: I don't think you'd like that too much.

Let's move, Chief.
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Panel 8

Fishy-eye lens aerial view over Jack Snipe's right shoulder of the forces arrayed over Spacerock. Wanda Firebaugh's plated red dwagon is flanked by three blues and Ossomer on Ansom's carpet. Across from them are the many gwiffons, including the black-suited rider, who apparently has red hair and paler skin.[edit]

Queen Jillian Zamussels: On the other hand... hey, Jack!

Jack Snipe: Highness?
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Panel 9

Closeup on a smiling Jillian Zamussels who lifts her left hand to her mouth and shouts. Vanna clutches her shoulder and peers over her giant scabbard.[edit]

Queen Jillian Zamussels: You could slip out and bolt!

You wanna lift home?
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Panel 10

Closeup on a bemused Jack Snipe who considers his eight-ball cane.[edit]
Jack Snipe: Hm. [edit]

Panel 11

Closeup on Jack Snipe, who raises his gloved left hand and shouts.[edit]
Jack Snipe: Signs point to "No!" [edit]

Panel 12

Over-the-shoulder on Wanda Firebaugh who glares in fury as Jillian Zamussels waves farewell with her huge sword as her forces turn in unison to leave.[edit]

Queen Jillian Zamussels: Had to ask.

Good luck!
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Panel 13

Closeup profile of a sad Jack Snipe as the cluster of yellow flying units shrinks in the distance.[edit]

Jack Snipe: Which is really to say...

Reply hazy, ask again later.
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