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Gryphos:
--Eastern wall--

The squids' assault had eased up on the wall and left the troops there with some time to breath, which Nidhogg and Tristan spent observing the battle taking place.

Nidhogg
"Holy Flak! Did you see that?"

Tristan
"What?"

Nidhogg
"Some madman with a Pyramidion just took out three other Pyramidions."

Tristan pulled out his spyglass and took a closer look.

Tristan
"Well, at least we have the more skilled captains on our side."

Nidhogg
"The most suicidal captains also, it seems."

Tristan
"Let us hope that is not our downfall. And we should at no cost ever underestimate the enemy. Remember, in chess, players often lead with the pawns."

Nidhogg
"Or the knights."

Tristan
"Don't get technical."

Plasmarobo:
--The Pointy End--
Lockheart's transmission cracks over the radio.
Verra laughs and shouts back into the device over the roar of rockets.
Captain Verra to Yeshan Dragon
"Ha! They shoot like drunks. Even so, it is appreciated!"

The mercuries continual thunder is almost rhythmic amid the chaos of other artillery. The shells arc towards the troop transports, embedding themselves in the armor and violently tossing the plates into the sky.
A curse comes from the helm as Verra picks up the radio again.

Radio
"Some idiot is charging full into them! Cover him if you can!"

Plasma watches with a combination of disbelief and horror as the Duck Pharaoh speeds towards the Pyramidions.
Then breaks through. He blinks. Pinches himself for a moment. Then stares in jealous indignation at the returning ship.

Plasma
"How in the world?"

The radio screeches.
Radio
"New orders. The Point Wing is to ignore the transports and other craft, disable the heavy weapons of the enemy."

Verra
"What? If those transports come through-"

Radio
"Those are your orders. From the Admiral."

Verra
"What? Zill would never-"

Radio
"Zill has been demoted Captain. You now serve the council directly."

Verra stares at the voice piece, mouth working, but unable to find sound.
A moment passes, and she slams down the device, scowling up from the helm. Her displeasure rakes the air as she shouts.
Verra
"New orders from the 'new' Admiral. The Point Wing is to separate from the fleet and attempt to flank the enemy... ill advised with their rush. If those transports get through..."

She twists the radio dials as if they had personally committed some great wrong against her.
Verra to But then it Broke
"Rear Admiral, we've been order to flank the fleet by our great new leader. Consider us out of action. We'll give you all the help we can from our new...'positions'"

She slams the throttle open. The Pointy End cuts high through the sky, swinging around in a wide, useless arc. The BreakPoint and CounterPoint follow. A few minutes (which feel like hours to everyone aboard) later, the ships grind to a halt. The percussion of the field guns begins again, disabling many of the weapons pointed towards the city, granting some small reprieve from bombardment.

Still the transports advanced.

BdrLineAzn:
--Dawn Break--

As the salvos from both sides continue, BdrLine has his glass out again and sees the ramming Pyra.

BdrLine
Sunderland, you crazy man. At least that's three more.

He then turns again to the east and sees another group of ships attacking while Zankif's group advance in more. He gos obis radio and hails him.

BdrLine
"How's it going you two?"

Zankif on his Pyramidion.
"Well we were attacking with sniper fire, but a galleon got in the way of the transport and blocking our shots, now it's aimed at my men."

Melin
"I see it, me and my other squid will go in and try to distract it. So far they are still holdin up."

BdrLine
"Flak, ok. *to Niko and Gang* We may need to move in, not that many ships are being shot down and sooner or later those guns will be aimed at us. *back to the radio* Melin Zankif, we are toning in."

Melin & Zankif
"Roger"

Gang from his helm
"Ahh, now for the fun, sniping is good, but up close and personal, I like it. *On his radio* All ships, we are going in to that hell hole, let the fun begin."

The ships then turn to face their front to the formation, and with a boost of kerosene, charge into it's wester flank.

Yiski:
--Eastern Wall--

Yiski's appearance at the Eastern Wall surprised a few defenders and Frank.

Frank
"Should I ask?"

Yiski
"Just know I hate the Council."

Frank
"Don't we all?"

Yiski went over to a lumberjack and had the gunner move off. Yiski then had a crew load in lesmok rounds. Yiski calibrated the sights.

Yiski
"Give me a mark on a transport."

Frank
"Four kilos. Think you can..."

Yiski aimed and fired a full five-shot volley at the marked transport. Four shots landed and it ripped the balloon apart and the transport quickly fell to the ground.

Yiski
"Next!"

Frank
"Five degrees to the right and about four and a quarter."

Reloaded and aimed, Yiski fired another volley and took down another transport. After this next transport fell, the remaining transports seemed to start going in reverse. The remaining ships also started disengaging and pulling back beyond Anvala's mercuries range.

Frank
"This normal?"

Yiski
"Not at all."

Yiski went to a radio to call Zill.

Yiski
"Zill. I hope you're gettin' the same odd feelin' I am." *turning to Frank* "Have all the batteries hold and keep an eye on the fleet. If any of them happen to drift in range..."

Frank
"Make them regret it."

Yiski
"Lauren, Zill, how you all holdin' up?"

Lauren
"Kyllo took a few hits, but the other squids were more concerned with the batteries."

Yiski took out his scope and spied across the horizon. The Baronies' galleons did little in the battle. Their squids were almost done in and had about five left. However, much of the goldfishes, pyramidions, and transports were still afloat.

Gryphos:
--Eastern wall--

Tristan
"Very well done commander."

Tristan had walked over to Yiski's Lumberjack and was now examining the enemy fleet through his spyglass.

Tristan
"It appears they have retreated out of range. But the question remains, is it a retreat, or a tactical regrouping? Either way, should the time come for them to land their troops, I'll be ready, I assure you."

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