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  General dell stabs a man through the throat with his bayo, and throws the corpse of the man off the wall. The teratta the wall goes well, cells hiddeh houses he walls used tuo break bato the towers, and now the ruined defenses serve as an infrastructural barrier preventing enemy reinforts from showing up on time. Krenkov isn't too far off either, currently leading a strike team to hit the less-defended artillery to keep them busy.

  Teically dell and all units under his trol are exempt from order zero-five-zero, but as the general of a signifit amount of forces within Malencia he 't afford to lose this ce. The units that skirmished on the wall were all withdrawn underground, while units further back used carts in bat to feign a quick withdrawal deeper into the city. Defending must have been tough with a lot less liquidators to fill the gaps in the lower and middle districts, but knowing the sheer amount of esoteric forces gathered, he knows they would survive better than anyone.

  "Se 0-2! Form a line and hit the tango's ing in from the southwest side, don't let them link up!" Now with Faerune on the back foot, dell's ruthlessness begins to show iroying the enemies of Malencia. A demonic Devastathts below, ohat somehow mao not get banished. It doesn't have radio tact with dell's forces, but had the exact same pn for dealing with the forces of Faerune. Positio one of the wall breaches, it sughters ating close to prevent escape, and now the walls themselves attack the forces within, turning the ey into one big deathtrap.

  A volley of metal hits the enemy reinforts, and seeing the supp units get annihited is even more demoralizing for the soldiers of the grand army than having to face the demonic devastator that is currently cleaving through them. They have plenty of monstrously strong forces in their army, but they all went deeper into the city, and if the liquidators themselves are already holding off the standing forces, it doesn't bode well for what happeo their elites.

  The troops of the grand army back off from the breach, heading deeper into the city in an effort to escape the wall. They surmise correctly that esg doesn't put them out e of the long arm of a liquidator. Just as they retreat in the wrong dire, a fsh goes through the devastator, banishing the demon instantly as it's cleaved in two. A young man in non-standard equipment rushes through the breach, running as fast as he with sword in hand. Liquidators take aim on the runner, but dell signals to hold their fire.

  "No point in attag, if he killed a devastator that quickly, he's not something we harm. Dimitri! Get some men dowo fill that breach, but if something like that shows up again, just let it pass. You should be able to disengage easily, as no one in their right minds would dare stay iy any longer under order zero-five-zero, even I don't know of all the ons our dear dy has stashed away." He's dead serious in that st part, dell firmly believes Esstrey is carrying a proverbial of worms capable of annihiting a p with her, perhaps even in the form of a literal of worms. The only ones who know about her ons would be the first to face them, and someorong enough to overrun a devastator running like that has certainly seen something along those lines.

  Dimitri and some of his men fill the breach, with dell's men taking up the walls besides him to provide c fire. If the artillery went baline right now, they would be irouble, but he sent out a radio call to Esstrey inf her of Krenkov's mission, and wouldn't be surprised if Malen surveilnce suddenly finds itself in his area. Men and women of the Grand Army begiurning to the breach, finding that a huge demon no longer blocks the path. Something has them scared shitless, and desperate to escape Malencia at ohey charge through the gap, harried by bullets from above as they go. Dimitri's unit es from beh the rubble oher side, impaling many of the Grand Army trying to escape on their bayos. A chaotic melee ensues where the liquidators have the overwhelming upper hand, they may not be more skilled in melee than their Faerune terpart, but the existence of dell coupled with them being terrified makes Dimitri's men fight as a unit, while the formerly proud troops of Faerune barely afford to fight for their lives.

  As the troops of Faerune are cut down to the st, dell bears wito the sight they all ran from. A bined force of about every for Malencia approaches. Padins of holy orders, adventurers, noblemen, liquidators. All united as they shamble in a manner dell knows all too well. The bow that nded in Malenot long ago, onized so quickly already as his more escoteripatriots no doubt deployed it. He would curse them now as he faces the undead, but those undead t cleave a Malen devastator in half within a sed, so he sends his begrudging blessing instead. He doesn't o tell his troops to fire at them at this moment, they have fought this enemy before.

  "Dimitri! Get up here quick! You don't want to be down there!" Dimitri responds quickly to dell's order, even when not having spotted the encroag horde yet. His men crawl over the rubble back to the inner part of the city, and lock the tower door behind them as they asd the tower to get on the walls.

  "Hold them here men! We 't let Krenkov return only to find the fields around Malencia are trying to eat him like it's Malencia's western fnk." Some men chuckle at the light humor, it wasn't exceptionally funny, but the attempt of it during a time like this is plenty humorous. As for holding the horde there, it isn't particurly difficult. Their mental capacity only goes so far to crudely hold ons, but none of their ons break walls. The thick door to the tower also goes pletely unignored as the horde entirely cks object permanence.

  The only thing the soldiers really o do is occasionally shoot at the undead, and while they have plenty of ammo to do it all day, its still rather poio do when most times they just get back up, bow still stuck between their clothing and armor. dell thinks of tag Krenkov to inform him, but iailors a distress bea that specifies them as 'stud under siege'. o bother Krenkov when he's no doubt having fun in the enemy rear.

  Just when dell feels some relief in the noises of groaning dead after a long day of work, a r noise shakes him back alert. A house colpses, and a humongous beast crawls through the dust right towards his position. His men take aim, awaiting orders to fire. dell isn't familliar with the silhouette, and nothing arrives on radio except static. He gestures for his men to fire, but all he hears is the sound of metal defleg his shots. Just as he orders his troops to go from fifty pert charge to a hundred, while using spare crystals to fuel up quickly, the silhouette escapes the dustcloud caused by the destru of the house. A gleamial behemoth of adamantine, or perhaps covered in it. He reize the rgest stockpile of adamantine in Faerune, perhaps the world, with ease as it being part of Esstrey's personal retinue. He gestures for a ceasefire, and the ndship crushes the undead g at them from the bottom of the wall underh its mighty treads.

  The hatch pops open revealing a pissed dwarf looking up at the liquidators.

  "Ya better nat have scratched anythin' ya 't afford 'umie prick! Call for aid n shoot at yer cavalry, why dontcha!?" Dimitri begins a verbal fight with the dwarf, scolding him for improper radio protocol, while the dwarf hurls an impressive sele of profanities back at the man.

  dell for his part simply looks at the trail of destru left behind, and how the corpses underh the ndship being turned into stains parable to modern art. He sighs, being incredibly thankful right now that his allies eat people, use them as fuel, or whatever it is they do. He'd feel terrible thinking about who he would have to assign to the streets right now.

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