The Dalek Emperor was on its flagship. A transmission came in.
"Attention, Emperor. This is Dalek X. I am requesting a full thronic bombardment on Amon Lanc where the Elves have fortified. Dalek Y has requested to me, as current siege commander, that this decision be made. It should be enough to shatter the shields, or at least weaken and panic the Elves inside."
"This decision is granted. Fire seven thronic missiles at Amon Lanc," the Dalek Emperor stated, both to Dalek X and to two Daleks manning the terminals for firing the missiles. They immediately began to do their job without question.
"Firing missiles."
Seven thronic missiles fired off, impacting into Celibana's shield. She faltered, and stumbled to the ground.
"Celibana!" I shouted, and reached over. If the shield fell, all of Amon Lanc would be doomed to the Daleks. Then I heard the war cry.
"Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate!"
The shield was broken. It was too late. The Daleks were attacking Amon Lanc. I grabbed a quiver of mithril arrows and pulled my bow from my back and put it in my hand. I had one thing left to say now.
"ELVES! Fire at will!"
