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Dwagons and Archons are seen in the distance behind a curtain of arrows. The nearby flyers are shown landing/ having landed. Indistinguishable Jetstone troops are scattered across the ground. Ansom is rising into a fighting stance across from Prince Ossomer who is already on guard. | [edit] |
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Sound Effect: SMAKCS[1]
Ansom: Ach!
Notes
- ^ An online term implying that someone was smacked so hard it jumbled the letters
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Prince Ossomer cocks his arm back for another swing. Ansom stands disoriented. Part of a pink Dwagon's head is seen in the not-too-distant background. | [edit] |
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Ansom, wearing an expression of mingled anger and desperation, strikes Ossomer across the face with the pommel of his sword. Ossomer's eyes are closed and his teeth are gritted with pain as he falls backwards and to his right. | [edit] |
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Sound Effect: PUMMEL[3]
Notes
- ^ A slang term for hitting someone. Also a pun on "pommel", the counterweight at the end of a sword's hilt.
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Ansom stands over Ossomer's motionless body while Wanda and her dwagon hover nearby. Ansom looks over his shoulder at the archons who are gathered together on the ground, recovering from the arrow attack. A Jetstone soldier, previously knocked out in the surprise attack, begins to stir, looking up at his fallen leader. | [edit] |
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The assault party makes its way back across the bridge, walking on the ground as the airspace is not safe. Two archons lead the way, dragging Ossomer in a net. A third archon with an arrow in her shoulder follows, leading Jack's dwagon. Jack remains slumped forward in his saddle, motionless. Ansom directs traffic, his carpet hovering just off his shoulder. Two more archons, one in dance-fighting raiment, follow behind. Wanda and the red-headed warlord, still mounted on their dwagons but grounded in front of the bridge, hold off a couple of Jetstone warlords who have wakened and armed themselves. Scores of arrows litter the river and its near bank; dozens hover midair over the bridge where they have struck the hex boundary. | [edit] |
Notes
This update was actually preceded by LIAB Text 1
