Cake or Death

"Cake or Death" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
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With the Changling’s help they quickly found Akkey, Nala, Stonegit, and The Arbiter. “Hi you four, sorry to bother you guys but Akkey, we’re gonna need you. Brandt is getting the other Nixes, come with me and I’ll fill you in on the way. After that you can rest and relax to your heart’s content.”
akkeyagentofhelheim 
“What? Can’t they just do it without me? We gotta get home…” Akkey grumbled under her breath, but obliged, gently lifting Stonegit off her and making sure he was alright before turning to follow.
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Juro peeked out from around the window frame from where he was resting, spotting the gathering of several people, notably all the nixes that were present. Hmmm…
“I think I’ll be needed,” he said audibly enough for Milae to hear as he gathered his sleeves and stepped outside, heading for the crowd.
demon-in-the-dungeon 
“And I won’t?” Milae leaped off the chair and used his glaive once more to support himself as he followed Juro, tugging on his robe to slow him slightly as his hooves made deep imprints in the mud with his effort to run. 
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Akkey left the group, but the Warden mentally followed her as the gathering grew. A recently patched-up Nio poked their head up out of a small portal, propping their elbows up into the mud. “Well, this better be good,” they said wryly. “I was keeping soldiers in line. Conclave’s getting feisty. We don’t have a lot of time to stand around and talk.”
hubwalker1 
Lila nods. “I understand and I appreciate that Nio. Hopefully if this works we won’t need to fight them any longer.” She speaks quickly as she explains. “There are too many soldiers. If we go for a straight up fight we lose, so we need to scatter them. The Changling will reach out and find the leaders among them. Those who would have made the decisions among the Conclave. They would it survive any trial we give them, so we send them to the bottom of the ocean, hence the Nixes. The rest we give the option, surrender, or share the same fate. Should they surrender we teleport groups of them to various locations across the continent as we don’t have the resources right now to hold them.” She trails off as she looks over the small group. “Any questions or objections.”
demon-in-the-dungeon 
Milae raised his eyebrows at the seemingly efficient plan, but said nothing, leaning on his weapon as he surveyed the group. Most of them seemed to be in agreement with the idea.
I can help the Changeling in seeking out those we cannot spare with our usual mercy, the Warden said, still tired but stronger then before. So long as my assistance would be allowed.
Nio drummed their fingers on their arm, squinting up at Lila. “That’s…a lot,” they spoke through their scarf. “Why not just do the leader thing and let everyone else go? Why decide if someone puts up that much of a fight, they don’t deserve to live?”
hubwalker1 
The Half-breed nods. “If you believe you are up for it Nala I won’t stop you. I figured you could use the rest though.” She sighs as she hears Nio’s point. “As much as I wish that I could we cannot take that risk. Should enough decide that they wish to keep fighting we wouldn’t stand a chance, and if they decide to leave, they could regroup and attack again, stronger than before. And as much as I hate to be clinical about this this is the option that saves the most lives.”
demon-in-the-dungeon 
“Huh. Well, you’re the boss.” They still looked a bit discomforted, but put up no further rebuttals.
lbigreyhound13 
Grey and Brandt watched the scene unfold along with Shadow as their niece once again took charge and explained the plan to the rebels. Neither of them had any objections, and Brandt could see that his wife was somewhat relaxed knowing that Vidar was locked up. He wanted to ask her about their conversation, but that was for another time.
“You’re okay with Lila’s plan?” Brandt asked.
“Of course, I am,” Grey said with a small smile. “It gives them a choice. I wish we can convince all of them to join our ranks, but…some are too ingrained in this hate and prejudice. They are well past being saved, and it sends a message to High Central. Lila knows what she’s doing.”
Brandt smiled. “I agree,” he said. “She would make a great addition to Sven’s council when he becomes Chief.”
Grey nodded. “Exactly what I was thinking,” she said. “Come on, we better help.”
akkeyagentofhelheim 
“Oho… interesting,” Juro couldn’t help himself. It was a bold take, and not a decision the few other timelines had chosen. But then again… none of the other timelines survived. He wrote discreetly, notebook hidden behind Milae, the old glint in his eyes returned as charcoal scratched parchment giddily, “Very interesting.”
“Oh shut up,” Akkey huffed, squatting tiredly on the ground as proceedings continued. The Bookkeeper merely grinned irritatingly in response. 
The ocean nixes stood behind her, remaining silent but it was evident that they were approving, if not impressed with the plan. “As long as they’re taken far from Nokkines territory, then we take no issue,” Akkey heard Libulan say under his breath, and she rolled her eyes. 
She said nothing else, however, her mind already running on logistics; the similarities to her old Helheim job and how quickly she adapted and accepted the idea in herself was questionable, to say the least. But she ignored any ringing moral bells as she always did during her soul fishing days; she had certain priorities.
“Here’s the thing, Lila…” she heaved herself up to her feet, feeling only slightly woozy, steadying herself for a moment with a hand on Juro’s arm. She shook her head to clear it, then approached the Commander to speak in a low voice, “There’s six– uh, seven teleporters here with you right now, with a maximum threshold of 700, 800 at most each, considering injuries and leftover energy… and there’s 15 thousand of the enemy. And if none of them surrender…”
Ambon nodded worriedly, “That’s a lot. It’ll take a long time amongst us. A couple hours to go through all of them, at least.”
hubwalker1 
“Firstly there’s roughly 15 thousand now after the battle, secondly we won’t need to get them all at the same time, just the ones who want to fight, thirdly the Demons can enhance your powers so you can take more, and finally… We may have to demonstrate a show of force for the first to step out of line. Hopefully that show will give us enough time to separate wheat from chaff.”
akkeyagentofhelheim 
“Hopefully,” she could only grimace, forgetting that she was talking to the commander for a second, “Portals are complicated shit, kid, even with power boosts. What you’re asking for is the equivalent to old Ragnarok mass teleportation, and multiples of it. Weight, direction, speed, duration… And not all of us specialize in it…”
“A high vantage point is key here; need to see as much as we can,” she immediately rolled out a teleportation plan despite her grievances, glancing up towards the remaining teeth that rose against the night sky, “Like those.”
She continued in a low voice, “We’ll spread out around the whole perimeter. As long as we can tell who’s willing to surrender and who isn’t, then we can make something of it. Bring them straight into Tledah. Except for Sav, I suppose. You can take those who want to surrender and spread them apart…”
Akkey sighed, her hands on her hips and staring at the ground for a moment, before straightening and pulling her hair up in a very familiar, signature high pony, as if in preparation of what’s to come. “We’ll just have to pray to Hel the numbers are on our side…”
hubwalker1 
She waits a few more moments before nodding. “Do whatever you need to do. Deo, front and center, I’ll need you to project my voice.”
“Aye, no problem.” Deo said as she followed Lila up to one of the guard towers in front of where the Conclave was congregating. Lila clears her throat and turns to Deo. “Keep an arrow ready, just in case.”
“Aye, ah know jus’ the one too.”
Lila nods before turning back to the Conclave and beginning to speak, the red-head amplifying the sound so that all could hear.
“Soldiers of the Conclave hear me!” Lila called out. “Today you have been bested. The Rebelion has taken the Jaw and your leader. We are giving you the opportunity to surrender peacefully. Should you choose to do so you will be scattered across the continent and given the chance to survive. However, should you refuse our mercy we will be forced to send you to your deaths at the bottom of the ocean, with no hope of escape. To prove our intent, and to show that we are not bluffing, there will be those among you not given this choice. Those that chose to commit atrocious acts against my people are being given this death sentence as we speak…”
demon-in-the-dungeon 
After a brief consultation with the Commander, the Warden spread her consciousness out among the various groups that had clustered across the settlement. The attendants, generals and lieutenants had been extracted from the crowds with a mix of demonic inspection and simple investigation from the rebels’ side, and they were bound, gagged and forced to kneel separate from their troops. At Lila’s words, the Conclave rumbled disapprovingly, and pockets and groups of them shouted abuse and slurs as Nala projected herself behind each group of doomed soldiers. She extended a clawed hand, and the tips of her tusks began to smolder and smoke. Each death row immediately contorted in obvious pain, and their energy fed back into the demon as she grimly consumed them, charging herself up with a huge swell of vitality and energy to deal with what would surely be a rough several minutes.
The vicious cries echoed across the Jaw as Nala finished her massive feast, shedding scarlet and amber light for several yards, and she contacted the nixes to dispose of their hollow, living bodies. But the ranks began to push back against the dragons and guards that kept them corralled, and in a sudden burst of alarm, she projected the various revolts to both the portal-users and the demons, to quell what could potentially be a deadly revolution.
Ah, fuck.
The Jaw began to hum and vibrate, shaking at its muddy foundations as magic was activated all across. Akkey quickly left Lila’s side and appeared abruptly on the tip of one of the shorter teeth in the halfway point of the massive bone, balanced neatly with two feet closed together. She could see the rest of the teleporters, except for Savarthan that remained closer to the ground, already scattered across the teeth. Stances were taken, and she could feel the push and pull of the flooded waters below them becoming more frantic as they rose and gathered around groups of Conclave soldiers, first around ankles then climbing up, slowly but surely making it difficult for them move.
Ambon was the first; he was in the best physical state out of everyone. The wind howled around him as a side effect of his control in mist and rain, trailing a path in the air with his fingers, from in front of him then up and around his head then down again in a separation of his hands. Rainfall followed, becoming more rough as seconds ticked by, wailing and gathering around one of the revolts Nala had indicated, clustering them so close together that they were almost trampling over each others’ feet as they attempted to break out from behind their guards.
Then with a sudden click of the tongue and a sharp glint in his eye, Ambon clapped his hands together in a gesture of twisted fingers, and the rain, now a merciless, roaring wall of water, fell on at least a hundred soldiers, sweeping enemies away in a heavy and crushing weight that twisted and turned around their limbs. Water churned, and bubbles frothed angrily, and when Conclave members opened their mouths to cry out in fear, all they could taste was saltwater and death.
Juro! Go big! Akkey screamed in her mind right as Ambon’s portal opened, sending the frantic message telepathically thanks to Nala.
The nixes could feel him sighing and grinning in defeat at the command, Yes ma’am.
“Virion.” A simple word out loud, and the air rippled again in response. It folded and bent into nothing at first, then burst open in the same white and blue monster of feathers and eyes, this time wingspan wider than ever before. It was so massive that Virion’s wing partially blocked the moonlight, descending upon a larger group of more violent soldiers like a bright phantom in the night, enveloping them in dangerous shadow. Juro stood on the golem’s back, the wind rushing by his face and sweeping his blonde hair away from his forehead, scarf trailing behind him.
Right as they neared the ground, the bookkeeper swept his arms all around him like a dance, the long navy blue sleeves fluttering wildly in the wind like his own set of wings. Conclave enemies disappeared under the white feathers, and when they lifted once more they were nowhere to be seen.
Dec 30, 2020
Nio followed suit in taking the surrounding waters and pulling them up into a pond-depth flood, but they gritted their teeth, flicked their wrist, and instead of the bottom of the ocean, their portal slid several hundred miles to the north and deposited their batch of soldiers on a wind-whipped peak in the northeast. When it had been done, they clenched their fist in frustration and looked away, biting their lip. Don’t do that again.
Between the bird above them and the churning mud below them, the enemy soldiers were forcefully and fearfully pushed back into submission, clutching each other’s arms and shoulders in shock, trying not to be the next wave of defectors to get sucked in. The revolts immediately cowed and the demons released a signal that indicated such, and the nixes lowered their arms.
Dec 30, 2020
Lila watched this, bitter that it had come to that, but what was done was done, and she needed to build on this new found leverage. “Let’s try this again. We do not want to kill you. If you surrender, I promise that we will not harm you, but further actions such as these will result in your deaths.”
Dec 30, 2020
The Chief and her husband watched the members of the Conclave…some of them forced to be there…others who joined willingly. Grey prayed to herself that the majority would want to surrender, but their decisions were out of there control. Plus, they couldn’t afford to leaving the Conclave around…not when this was needed in their attempt to gain victory over High Central. 
Grey wanted to jump in, but she and Brandt watched Lila. She had this under control and so far was handling it well. She was offering a choice, and now it was in their hands as to what they would do it with it. 
Dec 30, 2020
Whispers and rumblings passed through the whole settlement, quickly huddled groups of people frantically negotiating among themselves, trying to discover the best solution. Almost all of their leaders had been wiped out in a heartbeat. They had watched comrades and friends be immediately punished for lashing out against the Rebellion. There were some that, of course, would never go down without a fight, but even these realized that, in this moment, they had little recourse for their current position. Not without sustaining heavy casualties. Even beyond proper war strategy, the Conclave had lost almost all central authorities that would normally be able to rally them against their fear and uncertainty. The few mind mages left began rapidly discussing their options amongst their mental network, but it became clear what their best option was.
An unwilling but audible signal of surrender rippled out across the Jaw. The rebels guarding each pocket of soldiers began to separate the few dissenters remaining, but the number was few. However, as orderly as the divisions began, everyone demanded to know if they would be killed as well, if anyone was to be shown any mercy at all, and what trust they were to have in the Rebellion from being at such a disadvantage to them. The demons collected the disagreements and filtered the information to Lila to be addressed.
Dec 30, 2020
Lila mentally tells Nala to look for those that might be amenable to joining up and wouldn’t betray them and telling the guards to separate them from the rest. She looks down at the Conclave and swallows as she considers her next words. They were sour in her mouth but they needed to be said.
“Only those who refuse to surrender will be put to death. The rest will be sent to random locations and the rebelion will bring no further harm to them. On this you have my word. And as you have seen I am one who keeps her word.” She says gravely.
Dec 30, 2020
Another wave of chatters spread through the Conclave. The demon tilted her head to eye Lila as they telepathically spoke.
It will not be fast, but neither will creating these portals. The nixes will follow my lead as I go.
Starting from the left side of Fenrir’s Jaw, the Warden communicated Lila’s orders to the surrounding rebels, and her consciousness slowly began rolling out and pulling aside the far-too-young, the elderly, the soldiers shaking with fear and even several human-passing half-breeds, some of which had been mutilated to hide their animal parts and forced to fight for their slavers. Those who wholeheartedly accepted offers of safety and mercy were pulled aside in small groups, as well, but those who had ill intentions in doing so were denied. They were brought closer to the center of the Jaw, where the construct had died and where Lila stood atop her tower, overseeing the routing of the enemy. The rowdier, more unsure numbers were pushed closer to the bone of the Jaw itself, to be nearer to the nixes. The rioters stayed put. 
As the progression began, it very suddenly came to a stuttering halt as, in the distance, the impossibly huge figure of Hel that had been stoutly overseeing the land for the past several weeks suddenly stirred and turned her massive head north, her whale-like mouth gaping and her throat expanding with an earthshaking rumble. Several of the oldest rebels froze in very vivid flashbacks of the same massive beast clashing with a shining white and gold Bewilderbeast, throwing each other across the Frostbitten Fields and carving out new land with every blow. One foot after another, the goddess removed herself from her watch, her mass shifting through the clouds in a dark silhouette surrounded by lightning, which revealed howling, swirling gales of storm and mist and fog and rain, and as everyone hunkered down to prepare for whatever wrath she intended to direct towards their north…she vanished.
The rain pattered to a stop. Nobody could tell if this was a sign of approval or dismissal, and both Conclave and Rebellion carried a new caution born into them by the oldest stories of the war of the gods. But as far as they could tell, there was peace, for now. Everyone very slowly started back into their duties, but their eyes watched the sky fearfully. Nalaagura narrowed her eyes at the empty black overcast sky and continued mentally picking through the slavers.
Dec 30, 2020
Agents watched the sky with utmost care, a certain tension clamping down the backs of their necks as their enigmatic boss disappeared from view and took the rain with her.
Akkey let her hands fall to her sides, keeping her eyes towards the dark rolling clouds for a few more breaths, panting with effort as the tips of her fingers tingled from recognizing the struggle of body and soul under the waters she controlled. She swallowed thickly– it wasn’t a pleasant sensation, it never was.
She turned her gaze down towards the crowd, the divisions becoming a little more discernable as Nala picked her way through their minds. Akkey took another shaky breath, “Looks like we won’t have much of a problem with the opposed for too long… that group is looking promising. Ambon, I’m leaving them to you–move them as Nala confirms their intentions.” Despite the nix’s gentle facade, she knew how cold hearted he can be.
“That leaves the rest of the soldiers willing to surrender…”
“There’s still seems to be a fuckton of them,” Juro called out from where Virion hovered above the center, pumping its wings in a mildly threatening way to keep the Conclave in further check, “I don’t think Vir can go for much longer.” The golem rumbled in agreement as the bookkeeper grinned again, but it was evident even he was going to get tired soon.
“I know…” Her mind ran at light speed. Their team was running on fumes from the fights and this first round of portals– even including the dark skinned nix below who had held back on his teleportation. She followed the mental line Nala was making, still carefully picking out the different groups of people they had to move.
“Sav, you should start with a batch of soldiers towards the bone,” she said, then turned her attention towards the Warden, asking carefully, “Nala… can we get demon boosts? I think… I think we can manage if so.” And maybe… A memory of the Koiroll fight from earlier flashed in her mind.
Dec 30, 2020
So long as the three of us can use the death-sentenced as fuel. Nala briefly lingered over the largest consciousnesses in the Jaw again before turning away, starting to make do with the ordinary humans so that there would be no more struggle from them. There was no moral consequence in her mind. In order to muster the power the nixes needed, the demons were required to feed. She acknowledged the brief mental image that Akkey entertained and shot a connection to Liam like tossing a grappling hook, explaining her idea to him in almost an instant.
Oh, uh…will that work?
I will sustain you for as long as you need.
Take me away, I guess, Akkey. Liam made sure that Kendra was sitting in a safe place before stepping back out into the street and readying himself.
Dec 30, 2020
Liam sank into the ground as Akkey opened a path for him, grateful for Nala’s clear images feeding across the whole process. He almost instantly reappeared on their vantage point, balancing precariously on the jagged edges of the broken tooth.
“Sorry about this, I just need a little… power up…” the nix gave him an apologetic grin, looking over her shoulder tiredly. He could practically see the exhaustion rolling off her in waves as the crowds below them moved, ice and mists puncturing the skyline behind her, and feathers billowing in the wind, the team continuing to work with new temporary vigor. She slightly raised an arm towards him, the other hand prepared for a portal.
Dec 30, 2020
“What, can’t do it without me?” Liam joked, but he readily reached his arm out as well. The night fog coalesced into further shadows around his claws, following veins and bleeding up his fur, and the two of them knocked forearms together. They looked down in surprise as ice cracked at the contact, and while Akkey’s arm slowly dyed black, Liam’s shadows immediately sharpened into spikes covered in frost. They both exhaled, his breath white, her breath dark. Nala focused on channeling all the energy she could muster into both the half-breeds and the nixes perched on each fang, balancing themselves with feet rooted in ice. Now newly boosted with the Warden, the Changeling and the Arbiter feeding them all strength, the work began anew following Nala’s path across the Jaw.
Liam immediately felt the heavy drain that it took on Akkey’s ability to force so many souls through a portal. He gathered his strength and did his best to focus. His shivers stilled as the two of them connected further, twice as fast as before.
Nio was creeped out by the feeling of three different demons latching onto them and pushing energy through them, like they were only a vessel, but they couldn’t deny the breadth of power that surged through them, and they grimly washed their hand over the scenery below them, following orders to the letter this time. Everyone looked so small. It was incredibly strange.
The Jaw of Fenrir went through a transformation, but not only a visual one–the sounds of rumbling armies died down to be replaced with rushing rivers and falls and cracking ice, and as time crawled by, the clouds above thinned, and a waning moon managed to shine through overhead, providing a small bit of light to replaced the extinguished fires and torches that had previously been keeping the place well-lit. There was a soft, eerie blue cast over everything that quelled the intense fire and hatred of the place into something more somber. The hollow construct, still embedded in a flurry of frozen spikes, shone dimly under the silver moonlight.
Dec 30, 2020
Lila oversaw the departure from her tower, trying to keep a close eye on everything, just in case. But it seemed it all went off without any further hitches. She looked down into the jaw at her people and sighed. She was tired. Not just physically, but mentally. She'd practically been fighting this war since she was 13 years old. And while today was a great victory, it came at a great cost, and it pained her deeply. She had to remind herself that this was necessary. What had started as simple revenge grew into a war for their survival. "One last message." She said to Deo.
"My people, today is a great day. Today is the day we struck a mighty blow to the remnants of High Central. The Conclave is broken and scattered, their leader in irons. We will not see their return. But even with this great victory, the war is not over. Those in High Central still sit and would lord themselves over us! We are not ready to take them. But we will grow, we will rest and we will train, we will burn our dead and honor them, fight for them. Their sacrifice will not be forgotten, because it is through that sacrifice that we will all be free!"
The Chief and the second-in-command watched Lila with absolute pride, and with that pride, Grey mounted on Shadow and flew up so that she was on Lila’s level as the rebellion cheered.
“Commander Lila is right,” Grey said. “Today was a great victory for us, and with her determination and great judgment, the Grounded Dungeon Rebellion…will prevail and bring High Central and their violent needs! No matter what, we will change this world!”
Dec 31, 2020
The final portal closed with a soft bubble, and it was like a heavy blanket was lifted, leaving behind only the Rebellion and what was left of the Conclave.
Akkey exhaled another slow, dark breath, standing shakily at their post as the Commander and the Chief spoke their words. Flashes of light on ice and waves flared softly in the distance as nixes made their way back down to ground level, “Gods. We’re finally done…” She flicked a wrist, and opened another ring of water of their own, tinged with shadow from Liam’s abilities.
They stepped through the portal, appearing where the rest were gathered. Other nixes sat on the ground, energy spent. They approached them, her forearm tapping again with Liam’s to untangle dark and cold, and letting the shadows and ice dissipate from each others’ forms. There was also a flap of wings as Virion flew to them, letting Juro off its legs and disappearing into itself in a warp of light and space once more.
It was then that the demons’ mental claws unhooked from all the portal users, and the astral energy boost immediately disappeared. The exhaustion crashed into them like a Rumblehorn into Bewilderbeast ice, the impact so strong that the knock back was physical.
Azul and Ambon fell, while Libulan thankfully managed to keep to his feet. They were panting heavily, their limbs like lead under drying cement. They had never teleported this many people in such a short amount of time, and they struggled to stay conscious.
Akkey already knew she wasn’t going to fare well in the aftershock, so she was glad she was back down instead of high in the air, but even this was more than she bargained for. The darkness in her eyes churned painfully then left as her vision immediately blurred and spun wildly, the last tinge of black disappearing from her fingertips. She didn’t know how Liam was, or even where he was anymore. She just couldn’t see him, or even feel, anything at all, not even the previous injuries that peppered her body. She fell on her knees then collapsed completely onto the ground, barely registering the calls for her name as her consciousness almost fully slipped from her.
Even Juro wasn’t exempted from consequence. It was the equivalent of fishing for three large villages in immediate succession, and it was no easy feat. He felt a wave of hot and cold go down his entire body, and he fell to one knee and hand with a grunt, incredibly woozy in the head and unable to stand, “Oh shit…”
Dec 31, 2020
Milae’s glaive landed in the puddles below with a splash as he moved quickly to prop himself up under Juro, a hoof on his shoulder and on his side. Nio had to bend over and put their head close to their knees for a few seconds, trying to breathe deeply, but they eventually stood up and leaned back against a storefront, puffing out their cheeks and taking off their hat and loosening their scarf to wait a moment and rest. 
Having never attempted anything nearly as magically exhausting as what Akkey had just done, Liam was much more worse for wear. He felt warmth as the chilly ice and shadow slowly shed from his body, and it was followed by a wave of numbness, and a fuzz of dark fog crossing his vision. He had been walking back towards the other nixes, but his momentum slurred as his foot dragged across the ground and didn’t quite make it under him, and his still-white eyes rolled up as he fell straight for the ground. Kendra wordlessly cried out, sprinting forward and being just slow enough on her bad leg to see her brother crash face-first into the soggy earth. Tears of pain pricked her eyes as she dropped to the ground, but she still lifted him out of the mud into her lap, cupping his dirty, frighteningly pale face.
Nala felt just as sluggish and drained as the nixes, but she still checked over the unconscious Liam as quickly as possible and comforted Kendra, saying, He will be fine…he just requires rest. She pressed her lips together and nodded, hugging his limp upper body close. The demon did her best to give each nix a small shot of energy where she could spare, and then it was no longer within her ability to give. She tiredly contacted the leaders and informed them of the state of their transportation. We will…need more time to recover…than expected.
Dec 31, 2020
"Well, good job everyone." Savarthan said as he stumbled towards the rest of the Nixes and Liam. "Maybe you guys ain't so bad after all." He says before falling to one knee. "Ugh, you know what, let's just not come in tomorrow." The second knee. "Let's just take a day." He said before finally collapsing into the mud, passed out.
Meanwhile Lila nodded and mentally contacted her brother and the rest of the medical team and informed them of the situation as she started her descent from the tower. She also began to organize the watch schedule for tonight and the following days. They weren't leaving here any time soon, and as much as everyone was tired they needed to be able to protect the rest of the rebelion.