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Chapter 44
Mewni Crisis:
False Mewman God Darcy
Versus
Punished Dark Knight Marco
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No sooner than their armies began to marshal forward, ready for a bloody melee did Marco noticed something almost immediately.
A twinkle in the distance.
Marco's eyes widen.
Holding back a curse as he immediately channeled Jewels power as he slammed a palm on the ground before him,
Diamond Cover!
A massive slab of diamond erupted in front of him just as Darcy wasted no time in taking him out early on in the war.
A monstrous beam of pure malicious Magick struck the slab, sending stray beams skirting, his army yell and broke formation dodging the haywire beams, Marco felt his heart hammer as the beam waned. Dunes yelled at Marco and on instinct, he sunk the earth beneath him, Solid Spider and Hekapoo by using Dunes powers just as the slab of diamond suddenly brighten and exploded.
"Damn bitch!"
In the other side of the battlefield Darcy scoffed seeing Marco was quick on the uptake, truthfully she knew it wouldn't work…
"But you never know until you tried~" she said in singsong.
She snickered maddeningly as the first wave of her forces lumbered forward in an uneven pace, not really caring about tactics as she held back another wave instead of throwing everything all at one. Or perhaps she did have a plan in mind? Whatever. Her mind swirled with the many screaming screeching psyches…
She would win in the end...her unpredictable nature...her Godly powers flowing through her veins...her make-up on fleek...it would be just a matter of time...
She felt herself pulled out of her stupor as Prince Craven landed on her shoulder, its watchful eyes on the battlefield.
"Didn't scrounge up much of an army, this Dark Knight…"
"Best not underestimate him, for all we know he could pull out another army out of his ass~"
The massive bird shook its beak as their forces continued to surge forward as Marco's army stopped and pointed something at their own.
"What are they doing…?"
"…!?"
A series of bangs echoed across the battlefield.
Followed by smoke.
The frontline of the wave paused and even stumble, falling face first into the ground, the rest of wave didn't even slow and overrun their hapless allies, eager to get closer to Marco's army no matter the cost or sacrifice on their side.
"That was...strange..."
"No, it isn't—it's a gun! An Earth weapon! How many did he make...?"
Darcy turned her attention back to the ruined diamond as a red hoodie appeared; the Fiend clicked her tongue as she readied to blast him again. The Magick began to heavily swirl around her bloody fist, the many magical jewels and artifacts hammered into it glowed giving the Fiend what she wanted.
Darcy aimed at the red hood in the distance, she narrowed her eyes as she spotted the former prisoner Hekapoo as well, shaking off her daze as the scissor blades glisten.
"Oh goodie~ a two for one special!" Darcy smiled viciously.
Just as she ready to let loose her malicious Magick the ground before her exploded causing Prince Craven to take flight for safety. She screamed as lancing pain exploded in her forearm, a crackling spear somehow penetrated through the heavy plating.
She stumbled back as Marco leapt out of the hole, pistol in hand and another one empty, his eyes dead set on her. Darcy's eyes bulged before it swerved to the distant red hoodie—how did he?!
The spear lit up and then reappeared in Marco's empty hand but not before Darcy felt her arm go rigid from the jolt. The Fiend snarled as in quick succession Marco managed to shoot her in visor, then the collarbone and at the same time he cocked his arm and threw the spear, before sidestepping as he delivered even more parting shots.
Darcy manually wrench her arm at the crackling missile and fired at it, the raw Magick ready to blow it to bits when the spear suddenly turned into a ball of light and zoomed back to Marco's hand.
Wasting the Magick blast for naught.
Darcy's eyes bulged in rage as Marco fired off again, feeling the bullets strike her would be temple followed by to her belly then her knee.
Craven screeched and dived at Marco, forcing him to roll out of the way before a hooded figure came swerving from behind Darcy, tackling the recovering Dark Knight.
"MAUL HIM, SISTER!" Darcy screamed as Liquid Lizard tried to rake him with his only arm.
As Marco contested Craven and Liquid Lizard, Darcy began to gather her Magick again, her eyes trained on Marco even as the rest of the mob she gathered finally got their wits about them and began to close in on the Dark Knight.
Marco, acutely aware he was getting boxed in, charged the spear until it was crackling as he dodged Craven and Liquid, threw it as hard as he could at Darcy yelling as she did the same.
"DIE!"
"EAT IT!"
BanditTerror crackled with untold power, forged by Raigu and Automata, the spear surged at Darcy like a lightning bolt just as she spewed a Magick blast. The spear met the blast head-on, splitting the beam just like it had struck Diamond Cover, sending stray beams out and killing the hapless mooks and goons Darcy collected.
Darcy roared as the spear continued until the Fiend could see the spear finally losing out to the raw Magick, no longer clad in lightning, she admit it was a rather ornately decorated spear, worthy of being hers.
"Dunes get us outta here!"
Marco suddenly sank into the ground, as if he was swallowed leaving but a pile of sand.
No matter, the spear was hers—
Darcy was blown off her feet as the spear snapped and exploded sending everyone in its vicinity into or off the ground.
.
Marco felt Dunes drag him through the sand vein she made back to safety, she had a network of sand veins all over the battlefield in the event Marco needed to be safely spirited away from battle. He popped out of the other end, covered in sand and coughing, he shook the sand out of his face as his army readied to fire their second volley, Darcy's army imminent.
"Dunes, collapse the sand veins where Darcy's goons are! Golem, flood it with lava as fast as you can! I'm eyeballing that bitch's first wave is at least 5000, we gotta slow them down and divide them! Tell the castle to start lobbing the artillery!"
Marco felt Dunes and Golem exit his body as Hekapoo pulled out a pouch and threw it as high as she could before she blew it up with a fireball. The pouch ignited and turned into a vibrant yellow cloud.
Marco gritted his teeth as the second volley fired, before most slung their firearms and took out their melee weapons. A handful began to fire with their bow or chuck rocks from slingshots or slings.
Dunes held out her hands before she closed them and brought them down.
Just as Darcy's Army howled and hollered, running at his army like a rabid animal, the ground sunk a good 15 feet. The over committed goons toppled and stumble into it, forcing the rest to either stop or continue the momentum and fall in as well.
A crab Monster managed to run over the bodies in one of the moats that had filled with enough to grant him unimpeded contact with his army, smashing into the furthest left squad.
"Quickly Golem!"
The Elemental cried out in effort as the moats sunk deeper as a bed of lava appeared below surprising the hapless goons and searing them to their demise.
Marco looked at the left squad again as the crab Monster managed to knock many of their feet before Raymond Johansen came with his battle-axe and cleaved off its crusher claw. He ducked narrowly missing a blow to his head before his axe glowed before the axe blade was covered in ice and hacked off the other claw. The Knight of the Hood didn't waste any time and lopped its head off, before he ran over and helped the fighters to their feet.
Marco quickly surveyed the battlefield, seeing the moats now filled with lava, the cries of melting and burning mooks very apparent but most promising was the moat divvied the first wave nicely.
"Fire again! Give them another volley!" Marco roared as the squads quickly unslung their muskets and fired, picking off easy targets, especially those boxed in by lava moats. The wave was in confusion but they began to go the long way around the lava moats, their numbers still exceeding that of Marco's army.
Marco took Night Fang and threw it, the spinning shuriken cut down all in its path before it swerved back, racing back to the Dark Knight. He held out his hand and the shuriken neatly folded and he caught it, he held back his shudder as it was covered in blood and gore before he readied to throw it again this time at the other end of the wave.
Dark shadows soared overhead; Marco spared a glance as he threw the spinning wheel of death once again as the castle artillery came crashing down on Darcy's forces.
Slabs of crystal and smoldering boulders wiped out hundreds as it crashed with a wet crunch or hiss before it bounced once more killing scores of goons and mooks.
Another volley cracked through the air and more of Darcy's mooks fell.
Marco caught Night Fang again just as another castle volley came screaming overhead
And exploded right above them and the mooks.
What!?
"Dunes shield us!"
Dang, I hoped the explosion would have kept that bitch down for a bit longer!
Dunes quickly made a makeshift sand dome as big as she could sparing Marco's army from the raining debris. She groaned as she held the dome as Marco spied Darcy absolutely swimming in Magick, ready to blast the incoming artillery.
"Hekapoo, get the castle to aim at the fringes of the wave, force them to funnel into the lava moats or disperse out of formation! We gotta whittle down their numbers as much as we can before it becomes an all out melee!"
Hekapoo nodded as she searched her satchel, pull out the smoke signal pouches and quickly launching them high into the air and exploding them.
"Damnit, Dunes, Golem after the next volley you need to get into safety, out here you're sitting ducks." Marco readied to counter any of Darcy's Magick potshots, his palms already gathering the elements. He gritted his teeth seeing more projectiles soar through the sky before streaks of Magick came and blew most of it to bits, the cascading flames and glitter would be beautiful if it wasn't shrapnel.
The two Elementals quickly seeping into Marco leaving him to hold up the sand dome, just as planned the whatever managed to get past Darcy's barrage crashed landed on the fringes, forcing them to funnel into the lava moats, however the once fiery glow were beginning to darken and cool.
"Damnit...fine, it's time to go into the offensive!" Marco withdrew the sand dome. He took a second to catch his breath, feeling the drain on his body before he chucked Night Fang again, sending deep into the wave, hoping to do as much damage as possible but knowing it might not make it back to him with all the gore slowing it down...
Solid Spider and Hekapoo drew their weapons as the army began to move to meet their foes, breaking off from each other forming a crude V formation. Again, they aimed their muskets and fired, before many either slung or fitted a bayonet on its end as they readied to use it with lethality. Many of them shook at the sight of the angry and frothing enemies...
"Steady now! Remember fight together! Don't stray far and you'll always have someone watching your back!" Raymond yelled as he readied his axe again, his fingers were numb from the cold, he had drew from the Frost Charge and he had admit it was taxing...Lord Marco make it look so easy...
"With me! Shields at the front! Pikes and spears! Bows at the rear!" Captain Sines yelled as the group quickly got into formation, Raymond felt his heart thump painfully as he readied himself, his grip on his axe like a vice as he stood with the captain, ready to lead by bloody example. Sines got their squad's Hekapoo Clone attention, "We'll take a defensive formation! Once we stop their momentum, we'll start smashing our way up to the second wave! Get word to the squads that's joining on our side, the more squads joining the formation the better off we'll be!"
Clone nodded and raced to the other squads, relaying the information quickly and sure enough the rest came forming a bigger defensive line just as the Darcy's army came surging in.
Shield. Spears and pikes in between. Bows and range right behind.
Squad 1, 2, 3, 6 and 7 collective groaned as the mad swarm slammed into them, many impaled and other screaming war cries.
"DIE!"
"Grrrrgh!"
"Raaaah!"
"Don't let them through, Gnarlson!" "Hrrrrgh!"
But the five squads held.
And immediately retaliate with gunfire, arrows and whatnot.
"FORWARD!" the captains and knights yelled, the wall of shields, spears and lances shuddered before it lurched forward, stomping bloodily forward.
One step.
Then another.
And another.
The mad army tried to circle around the formidable defensive line, hoping to attack its vulnerable flank, much to their surprise and demise, were Raymond, Elf Usu, Astoria, Leo and Alec Ro using the Elemental charges to make mince meat out of them.
A frozen axe and thundering war hammer smashed through their ranks, as the defensive line surged forward, trampling the mooks and goons. Those in the rear and armed with range and projectiles fired as quick as they could, causing as much damage as possible.
Using the lava moat to block off the right flank, defensive line only contended with the front and the left flank, but even then the task proved to be bloody difficult as Darcy's goons paid little heed to injury until they bled out and slump against the ground or shield wall.
"PUSH!"
More bodies piled.
"PUSH!"
One shield bearer fell back screaming, grasping his stump of an forearm, his hand missing.
Another rushed forward to replace him.
"PUSH!"
And more bodies piled...
On the opposite side of the lava moats Squad 4, 5, 8, 9 and 10 decided to take a more aggressive approach.
"We've taken away the initiative from them! CHARGE!"
Kelly rallied Squad 5 as she led the charge forward, with a tremendous swing the Runic Warblade came flying from her hand and into the horde of enemies, spinning and mincing all that came into its path. Much to everyone's surprise the spinning rectangular claymore spun and turned straight for Kelly who caught it effortlessly, before bringing it above her head and throwing it once more smashing through the ranks of mooks, the glowing glyph on the claymore revealed where it was amongst the gore.
Spurned on by the display, the rest of the squads came crashing into the horde, despite their massive numbers they fought so messily and without coordination that the five squads tore through them, pushing further and further in. Their tactic paid off in shaving down the numbers but it left pockets of survivors who by some miracle avoided the onslaught.
Kelly considered turning her squad back and get rid of the stragglers, but seeing the survivors seemingly standing in the bloody battlefield without so much as a glance to the squads pushing forward, she pushed the thought out of her mind and continued. The more distance between them and the army the better.
The five squads forward momentum won them an early lead, however many began to slow forcing them break into a more defensible formation as the second wave of Darcy's army came into view despite being in disarray from all the falling crystals and molten slag.
"Form up! Quickly, now!" yelled Sir Hawke, his squad exhausted but kept their wits about them, more than half fell to their knees and puked finally seeing all the gore they accumulated on themselves. Sir Thronecraft, Sir Emil and Captain Sufyan gathered their squads close together, offering some cover for each other as they caught their breath however the leaders looked towards Darcy's Army...
"I don't understand...that second wave is just standing there...taking all that losses..."
"Don't care...take all the losses they want."
"...this doesn't bode well."
Kelly got her squad to stand down, Nathalie and the Hekapoo clone stood on guard with her as the tired squad caught their breath, some passing a canteen or waterskin to relieve their thirst.
"The first wave is basically wiped out, the lava moat took out of most of them, what it didn't kill scattered them making them easy pickin'."
"Glad it did...I don't think we would have stood a chance otherwise."
The clone grimly nodded, she glanced at Kelly, "Do you need me to ferry any orders or messages?" "I was really hoping for some telepathy between you all."
The clone gave a rueful smile, "We can get a gist of what each other wants, but if you need specifics then that's when things break down for us."
Kelly glanced at the second wave as lava moat steam and smoke obscured them a good bit, "It is strange for Darcy to not just throw everything at us at the start...she had more than enough numbers to do us in." "It's probably the Lord Marco side in her, she is insane but that piece of him has to count for something." "...Yeah, you could be right about that. Or she could just be insane, unpredictable by nature."
Kelly glanced at the lava moats, the cooling lava gave a soft ember glow not to mention the rising smoke and stench masked the trapped first wave that lingered in between the smoldering trench network. Her eyes drifted to the sky, marred by the smoke, it tinged yellow and orange...
Suddenly, the sounds of groans and cries of first wave became...silent.
Unnaturally muted.
The five squads paused, keenly aware they could only hear themselves.
"...guys?"
"...something is wrong..."
"!" Kelly's eyes widen before she yelled, "Everyone on guard!"
TEAR THAT CASTLE APART!
Everyone's head swung forward, somewhere behind the massive mob Darcy had declared their objective.
Raucous battlecries rang out all around the squad as they readied their weapons, unsure where the bevy of enemies would pour from. Kelly held up the Runic Warblade, her eyes darting towards the second wave then to their flanks, the squad waited for the inevitable clash.
Seconds.
Minutes.
Kelly refused to drop her guard as she glanced around then back to the front, seeing the second wave did not budge.
"...who did Darcy order?"
"...no, she can't mean—!"
Kelly spun around to see those trapped in between the lava moats had began to shove and push their fellow mooks into the cooled lava, inciting screams.
Sceams...when they thought it was war cries.
Using a bridge of bodies, the fractured first wave began to converge on the castle with no squad to halt them, all 10 squads had pushed forward but there was enough goons to overwhelm the castle defenders.
"Damnit! Hekapoo, signal them!"
The clone looked for a powder pouch in her satchel and threw it high into the sky, she readied a fireball to explode it to warn
VENGEFUL VEIN
The clone's eyes bugled as a violet beam of Magick shot through the second wave, killing scores of goons, through 4 squad members before it got the clone.
"SCATTER!" Kelly cried as the five squads scrambled out of their formation.
Kelly brought the claymore to guard as another violet beam tore through the second wave killing tens of goons, killing 2 squad members before the Runic Warblade stopped it dead in its tracks as it ricochet off the claymore and into the ground exploding, nonetheless she was knocked her off her feet. Coughing, Kelly rolled back onto her feet before she saw another violet beam however it veered to the left of the lava moats.
Aiming for the other five squads.
"What do we do—ack!" a Mewman cried before the powder pouch that the clone had thrown up clang him on the helmet, sending him reeling.
"We're sitting ducks out here!" Elma yelled.
Another violet beam came veering at them forcing them to dive out of the way, the beam despite not hitting anyone directly decided to go into the ground.
Causing a hefty explosion, further scattering the squads and sending them into a panic.
"Orders!"
"What do we do?!"
"Oh, Mewni...he's dead, he's really dead..." a croc Monster was cradling a lifeless tiger Monster who was pierced earlier.
Kelly, the knights and the Knights of the Hood could see the squads about to splinter and retreat, quickly they yelled and rallied them.
"Squad 10, with me! We're going to intercept that group heading for the castle!"
"Wait, how about Lord Marco?" Bell Luck asked, everyone could hear him gave him a bewildered look, "Wasn't he in the dead center of the lava moats?"
.
The Dark Knight, clone and Hekapoo leapt over a few lava moats, taking care of goons that they found. Night Fang failed to return, but his concern was elsewhere...
Marco constantly cast a wary eye over the two sides, watching as the squads took the battlefield his heart thumping as he lost sight of them as he delved deeper, the smoke of cooked carcasses overwhelming in both smell and sight.
"Focus, Marco!" Hekapoo angrily hissed as she smote a Mad Mewman trying to get the jump on Marco, he responded with taking out a Mad Monster, taking its sword and chucking it into another charging Monster.
"She's right, Marco, this is a very risky move on our part. Dead center? We're asking for trouble..."
"And it's the last thing Darcy expect us to come from."
The three leapt over another lava moat.
They looked around cautiously before the moved forward, weapons at the ready...
"Wait..." Hekapoo whispered, the two looked at her, "I don't hear them..."
Solid Spider placed a hand on the ground, as if trying to discern their movement, he blinked and jerked his head, "They—"
TEAR THAT CASTLE APART!
The three of them instantly fell into guard at the declaration.
They steeled themselves...weapons drawn, ready to be overwhelmed on all sides...
"Gyahhh!"
"Arghhh!"
The cries startled them as it rung around them, some distant some close...
Again cries pierced the air...
"Those...aren't warcries..."
"Agony...pain...what in Mewni...?"
From the wispy smoke a mook came charging through, Marco ready to thrust but instead the mook dived headfirst into the lava moat, cracking the dark surface and revealing glowing lava. Marco didn't overcome his surprise when another came and threw himself on top of the first, screaming and burning before he became still.
"That bitch..."
"They are throwing themselves into the moats...trying to fill it with their bodies..."
Marco gritted his teeth seeing how utterly cruel Darcy could get, he looked at the nearby moats, seeing the smoldering bodies of mooks and goons cooked in the lava moats just so the rest could cross ever closer to the castle. The Dark Knight tighten his hands on Warpath, Marco glanced at the far sides of the lava moats again trying to decipher where the 10 squads had chose to engage the enemy, smoke, dust and debris making it hard to see how far they had gotten.
"Dunes. Automata. Can you sense where the squads are?"
I can try. But you might get accurate locations from her.
I agree.
Marco turned to Hekapoo, "Hey, do you know where—" "!?"
Hekapoo gasped, grasping the front of dress, her face somehow gotten paler.
"What? What's wrong!?"
"Fuck, she killed a clone! In Kelly's squad!" "WHAT?!"
Marco grabbed Hekapoo and pulled her down, Solid Spider laid flat on his belly as violet beams of magic tore from the front.
Then it came piercing over head then to the far left side of the battlefield.
"Darcy's shooting through her army to get at ours!"
Marco swung his head to see more violet streaks piercing through the battlefield, the smell of cooked flesh and brimstone made his mind reel for a morbid outcome.
Hekapoo wasted no time searching her satchel for powder pouches for signal combination. Once, the violet beams had died down she quickly tossed them, a second later she blew them up, "You better clobber her, Marco! Get her distracted or they'll end up dead!"
Marco glanced back at the castle who had been lobbing non-stop but Darcy rarely let any through.
He blinked when a purple fireballs flew overhead a few seconds he swore he heard the sound of brick and mortar cracking and falling ringing in his ears.
"Damnit, she's counter-attacking already! Marco, you gotta fuck her up again!"
Marco began to channel the Elementals, hoping to get Darcy attention when shadows began to converge in front of him.
"FUCK, HERE THEY COME!"
Marco snarled as he instead let sand wrap around his arm as a makeshift shield as the mooks finally crossed the last lava moat, he steeled himself and ran forward ready to battle.
"Please! I surrender!"
"She made us do it!"
"We're finally saved!"
Marco blinked in surprise as Mewman and Monster came at him, tears streaming down, arms outspread, he slowed his charge.
"!?"
Marco grunted as they slammed into him at full speed,
"Get him!" "Hack him into tiny pieces!" "Grrrrrahhh!" "She will have your head!"
The Dark Knight's eyes darken at the deception as the sand around his arm slid under the struggling mass that was Mewman and Monster before thrusting through them, harden sandstone. Shoving them off, Marco was livid as Hekapoo smote those who came at her, rushing afterwards to him as Solid Spider contend with the others.
"Could have fooled me." Hekapoo whispered to him as she helped him up, "We know she could have forced them." "Damnit, I should have known..."
She gave him a grunt as she smote another mook, his head on fire.
Marco glared at the hissing and frothing mooks, the dyed red sand snaked back onto his arm as he fell into a stance...
Inhale.
Exhale.
Lunges.
Clawed hands.
Daggers.
Madden eyes filled with hate.
Forest Style: Harrowing Hemlock.
Chops. Slashes. Limbs. Blood.
In breathless coordination, Marco brought Warpath in sickening crescents and arcs, sending spurting severed limbs far from their owners. However, instead of them succumbing to shock or being impeded, they continued to reach and stumble at the Dark Knight.
"Gaaah!" "Raaaaaaagh!"
Marco brought Warpath down again, this time heads rolled or torso nearly bisected.
He looked over to see Hekapoo and Solid Spider finishing off their respective mooks, more dotted in the distance, Marco sheathed Warpath and called for the other two, "Cover me! I'm going to flood the lava moats again!"
Clasping his hand together, he channeled Golem's powers feeling a deep hot surge down to his boots as the moats began to glow again, smoking and frothing from the bodies that piled into it.
MARCO!
The Dark Knight felt sand wrap around his ankle and whip him to the side as a violet streak shot at him.
"Fuck, that was close!" Marco gasp, Hekapoo and Solid Spider yelled a second later as several violet streaks shot for the fringes of the lava moats before it snapped at a 90 and raced for Marco. The Dark Knight slammed both palms onto the ground summoning sand and diamond slabs to deflect the violet beams, but instead of just dissipating, Marco realized that the violet beams were expanding...changing shape...
Marco used the sand to shove Solid Spider and Hekapoo out of the vicinity just before he was incased in a violet bubble.
"MARCO!"
"Gotcha you pesky little bastard~"
Marco felt himself flatten against the bubble as he was pulled out from the battlefield and into the open, the second wave of Darcy's army came into view, just as surmised, there was a lot of dead goons from Darcy's laser rampage, she did not care for the dead she yield.
She smiled evilly at him as her demonic thorn sword grew a few more barbed spikes just for him.
Marco slammed his sword into the violet bubble to no avail.
He tried the Elementals powers and it proved just as effective.
He could see the other clone now, an arm missing...and the massive bird from the castle...
Marco closed his eyes and reached out...calling out with all his might as hand clawed into the air.
"Yes, Marco, that's the despair I like to see~" Darcy cackled.
Marco opened his eyes to glare angrily at the clone,
"RIP HER ASUNDER!"
Night Fang came spinning out of the lava moats, whirring through the air to its master, Darcy caught sight of it and began to blast it however it neatly sliced through the Magick. Hissing, Darcy pulled the bubble into the path of the spinning shuriken and screamed in delirious satisfaction,
"Why don't you rip yourself to shreds!?"
Marco let the sand snake to his feet making a platform as he readied to catch the shuriken, but then Darcy unexpectedly closed her hand and the bubble shrank in size.
"GAH!" Marco forced the sand to envelope him and expand, keeping the Magick bubble from crushing him. It was too late for Marco stop or slow the Night Fang shuriken.
He felt the shallow bite of the blade as it shear through the Magick bubble and sand, his armor and his flesh as the collision sent him reeling and flying back, all the while Darcy laughed in raucous delirium...
Darcy snickered as the violet bubble fell far behind her second wave, she pushed and shove her way to the rear of the second wave before she smiled.
"Well? What am I paying you for? Get 'em!"
Squad 1: Captain Sines, Raymond Johansen, Hekapoo Clone
Squad 2: Sir Conrad, Astoria Deplorable, Hekapoo Clone
Squad 3: Lady Higgs, Leo Bookthief, Hekapoo Clone
Squad 4: Captain Ioan, Mizar HQ, Hekapoo Clone
Squad 5: Kelly of the Claymore, Nathalie Woke Unredeem, Hekapoo Clone
Squad 6: Captain Sufyan, Alec Ro, Hekapoo Clone
Squad 7: Lady Orella, Elf Usu, Hekapoo Clone
Squad 8: Sir Hawke, Elma TeaGod, Hekapoo Clone
Squad 9: Sir Emil, Nickel Wise Fiction, Hekapoo Clone
Squad 10: Sir Thornecroft, Bell '86 Socks' Luck, Hekapoo Clone
Castle: Tad, Sir Lavabo, 10x Hekapoo Clones
Squad Head: Marco Diaz, Solid Spider, Hekapoo