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Thousands upon thousands of bombs were dropped within the next hour, with a full on assault at this point. The Joslisonorians were relentless, with soldiers not giving up the fight that had been fought over 5 leaders of Joslisonoria. And after news had been released of Ariah giving birth to a healthy boy, they led a frightening charge in the name of the crown prince, that was dubbed "the Prince's Charge of the New Year."

Iovi Orkeitov-Julem-Julii-Narag was born in the middle of a war. Ariah smiled at her new-born son. But it was not all good news. Just over the horizon, they could see many, many, many more Svipish soldiers from the west. Ariah heard this news, and immediately got ready to throw herself into battle. She looked at one of her doctors. "Protect Iovi." Just like that, she left to go back down into Melkorka.

OOC: if this is too much, sorry.

Melkorka

Northern Greenlandic soldiers finally meet with Joslisonorian soldiers in the siege, there they learn the rebels are marked as terrorists. With this information the Chem-tanks line up and fire a shell into the city as they chant. “FOR SVIPJOTH FOR FRIHED FOR OS ALLE!”

Melkorka, Hedeby, Svipjoth
"Remember the enemy! Dawn your gas masks and ready your melee weaponry!"

The horde of rebels marched through the steppe, halting at the outskirts of the city as Joslisonorian airships carpet bombed the city. While well-armormed soldiers entered Melkorka with little reservations, other soldiers snuck down to the sewers, making their way through the tunnels. Both terranian and subterranian communicated through Stigyan radio.

Though the terranian soldiers held confidence in their armor, they remained relatively steathly, staying away from open areas and instead travelling building to destroyed building.

When the chem tanks fired their volley, the soldiers striked. While the terranian soldiers, cloaked in the opacity of the chemical gases, ambushed the Greenlandic soldiers, the subterranian soldiers reached  sewer holes close to the chem tanks position. Lifting the manholes only enough to aim a explosive-tipped crossbow, the soldiers simultaneously fired, flooding from out of the manholes as each of the chem tanks exploded.

As Ariah once again landed in Melkorka, she saw what had happened. The blood, the death, the fighting. By now some soldiers had even dug in, finding refuge in homes. But when she heard the horde of soldiers, she snapped back to the war. She sent a holo message to the fleet. "I give permission to open heavy fire. Use any weapon." Hundreds of machine guns rained hell on Melkorka. This was even more deadly than the first battle. Ariah activated her plasma sword and grabbed an uzi. She drove all the way to the front line and began to mow down the soldiers. By the end of her rampage it seemed an entire battalion was cleared. Just out of the corner of her eye she saw a heavily armed gunship heading home. "I'll see you soon, son," she said as she put a plasma blade through a man's face.

As the gas floods the front lines, a single chem tank among the exploded unleashes turret fire into the gas. As the gas slowly starts to fade a commander screams. “CHARGE!” Northern Greenlandic soldiers armed with bayonet fixed shot guns start running towards the enemy, but they don’t run for long. When both sides clash, attacks are blocked. Snipers and MGs are set up behind cover and the destroyed tanks. 10 tanks are left. 

Ruins of Domstoll Mountains

Elysia is looking in horror. "Why Brother.... This monumental loss For What. To Show off the Big Toy in Fortress Narag... I always wanted to visit it Even since Erik mentioned it...."

She sits in the Snow looking up. "As A Royal I.... I must Fix this." She Stands Up Using her staff, Closing her eyes She Weaves a massive Spell Drawing in the Existence of the Mountain. Everything that it was Restoring it as if nothing Happened. The Rampant mana would disappear As The Holiest Site in Svipjoth Returned. She collapses From the work... "The only mage of Existence magic... The Cost is worth it. I Don't need those five hundred Years if It means I can right this wrong." She crawls against one of the Restored Buildings Heading inside and passing out.

Hvithaar Hall, Uppsala

Sio Ashjin walks into the building with a large suitcase in hand to surely nail their place into Svipish trade. She gets escorted by two Svippish rebels to Luka's office and walks in. "Glad to see you at last, Sio Asjin, CEO of Asjin Cybernetics. I have a deal you might be interested in." She says, reaching for a handshake.
She suprisngly doesn't appear to have many noticeable cybernetics. She wears high heels and a blue suit with black leather gloves. She also has black hair that reaches down to her waist, all in one thick pony tail.

Hvithaar Hall, Uppsala, Halogaland, Svipjoth
Elysia woke up in a small, but comfortable room. The initial confusion made her swiftly sit up, but her pained exhaustion forced her back down. As she pulled herself up momentarily, she noticed one figure in the room: Lukas sitting on a stool, reading a report next to the lit fireplace. As she laid back down, Lukas stood up and walked to her bedside, carrying the stool with him before setting it down and sitting upon it yet again.

"You need to rest, Elysia. Your magic usage, coupled with your pregnancy, has left you in an extremely vulnerable state."

"Where am I?"

"You're in a servants quarters in Hvithaar Hall. I was walking to what was the ruins of Domstoll when I found you and the restored Domstoll. I snuck you in, so you have a safe place to recover."

Their moment was interrupted upon the entrance of a maid, one of the only that knew of Elysia's presence,

"Lukas, Sio Ashjen of Ashjen Cybernetics is here. Do not be afraid Elysia, I'll be taking care of you while the Fylkir is gone."

Lukas nods silently and walks to his office, where Sio has already been seated. She introduces herself and, intrigued at her offer, entertains her offer. She opens her briefcase, revealing a cybernetic arm featuring a grapple hook and tube fed double barrel shotgun, as well as offering him mercenary help and the chance for him to give her a child, in exchange for permission to trade and sell in his nation. Standing up, Lukas offers his hand to shake, accepting the deal, as the benefits are then executed.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Thousands upon thousands of bombs were dropped within the next hour, with a full on assault at this point. The Joslisonorians were relentless, with soldiers not giving up the fight that had been fought over 5 leaders of Joslisonoria. And after news had been released of Ariah giving birth to a healthy boy, they led a frightening charge in the name of the crown prince, that was dubbed "the Prince's Charge of the New Year."

Iovi Orkeitov-Julem-Julii-Narag was born in the middle of a war. Ariah smiled at her new-born son. But it was not all good news. Just over the horizon, they could see many, many, many more Svipish soldiers from the west. Ariah heard this news, and immediately got ready to throw herself into battle. She looked at one of her doctors. "Protect Iovi." Just like that, she left to go back down into Melkorka.

OOC: if this is too much, sorry.

Melkorka

Northern Greenlandic soldiers finally meet with Joslisonorian soldiers in the siege, there they learn the rebels are marked as terrorists. With this information the Chem-tanks line up and fire a shell into the city as they chant. “FOR SVIPJOTH FOR FRIHED FOR OS ALLE!”

Melkorka, Hedeby, Svipjoth
"Remember the enemy! Dawn your gas masks and ready your melee weaponry!"

The horde of rebels marched through the steppe, halting at the outskirts of the city as Joslisonorian airships carpet bombed the city. While well-armormed soldiers entered Melkorka with little reservations, other soldiers snuck down to the sewers, making their way through the tunnels. Both terranian and subterranian communicated through Stigyan radio.

Though the terranian soldiers held confidence in their armor, they remained relatively steathly, staying away from open areas and instead travelling building to destroyed building.

When the chem tanks fired their volley, the soldiers striked. While the terranian soldiers, cloaked in the opacity of the chemical gases, ambushed the Greenlandic soldiers, the subterranian soldiers reached  sewer holes close to the chem tanks position. Lifting the manholes only enough to aim a explosive-tipped crossbow, the soldiers simultaneously fired, flooding from out of the manholes as each of the chem tanks exploded.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Hellsing, svipjoth
Salman was watching the svipish focusing on the naragian troops out of anger and he decided to take advantage, he ordered the army to attack the city with everything, wizards jumping from rooftop to rooftops avoiding moving in the streets due to the anger of the civilians, their focus is to take the industrial zone and the town hall.

Helsing, Finnbygdir, Svipjoth
Witnessing the destruction of the Naragian military base, the Svipish citizens of Helsing did not know how to react at first. After the realization of New Narags retreat, however, the city exploded into celebration. Used gunpowder was made into confetti and claimed Naragian explosives were made into fireworks.

The city remained in a celebratory mood until the miscalculation of one Holy Spirean soldier led them to crashing down, smashing onto the street. The people paused and looked up, seeing the Holy Spireans upon the rooftops.

Bearning arms of Stigyan and Naragian tech alike, some citizens began to fire at the Holy Spireans while other citizens fled, screaming at the resumed onslaught.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Haithabu, Svipjoth.

General Deftinwolf was clearly visible among the other stigyan troops, wearing his signature blood red trench coat over his armor and helmet as he rode standing out of the hatch of a Sentinel IV Heavy Tank. behind him were over 200 more Sentinel III and IV's charging at the city's wall. He raised a handheld IR Laser and aimed it at the wall. A few seconds later a giant missile was fired from a gunship in the air and blasted the entire section of all down, making an opening. He closed the hatch to the tank. 'You know your orders men, I want this city liberated today!"

Haithabu, Danmark, Svipjoth
The dark of the night was still, the stars and aurora borealis lighting the city. This quietness, a peace that nearly lulled the Lukean guardsmen to sleep, was sharply interupted by the launching of missiles, impacting upon the docked ships and seawall. The entire horizon was covered in Stigyan ships, rapidly making their advance into Haithabu.

With the ships covering the sky above the city, the soldiers paratrooped down into the city, including KMSN and HOH Jakob. Landing at the southeast corner of the city, they gave one last silent acknowledgment to one another before splitting, Team KMSN heading to the old Stahl Industries Headquarters and HOH Jakob rallying the Stigyan and Svipish loyalist soldiers into a quasi-shieldwall, beginning their assault against the pervasive amount of rebels in the city.

Hvithaar Hall, Uppsala.

Elysia lies in Bed Looking at the ceiling. "I Don't know if I should tell him... he may get angry. I am High-King Astril Narag's Sister." 

Her Ears flick Slightly. "Kind of Ironic. The Sister of His Great Enemy is Carrying his children." She looks at her phone. "Interesting. The Narag Army withdrew And The Spireans Are seen as A Threat by Helsing." She Texts her weapons dealer asking for Naragian Military Grade Arms To be delivered to Helsing out of her Own pocket for the people. "Lukas really is doing what is best for the nation of Svipjoth. Look at what the 'Liberators' Are doing. Even if Lukas is Defeated.... I will do everything to make sure the Nations fighting against him suffer." She sighs. "Can not do much At the moment though..."

Imperial Square, Fortress Narag.

Astril is panicked. "Elysia is still missing? Where Are you Sister...."

A Old Neo-naragian Walks up. "We Found her. More Like Lukas Did. One of our agents spotted him Carrying her.... I can only Assume She has...."

Astril's Eyes Glow with rage. "LUKAS I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU." 

He Calms himself somewhat. "I am Going to be away for a bit. Yue is in charge of Imperial Affairs."

He Throws on his Armor.... The Armor of The Celestial Blood line. He Grabs His mother's Great staff and goes to his personal Hanger Departing For The Western Svipish mountains in his Cloaking Stealth Star Fighter. "Recon First. Can not get Anywhere without information."

Hellsing, svipjoth
Salman was watching the svipish focusing on the naragian troops out of anger and he decided to take advantage, he ordered the army to attack the city with everything, wizards jumping from rooftop to rooftops avoiding moving in the streets due to the anger of the civilians, their focus is to take the industrial zone and the town hall.

Helsing, Finnbygdir, Svipjoth
Witnessing the destruction of the Naragian military base, the Svipish citizens of Helsing did not know how to react at first. After the realization of New Narags retreat, however, the city exploded into celebration. Used gunpowder was made into confetti and claimed Naragian explosives were made into fireworks.

The city remained in a celebratory mood until the miscalculation of one Holy Spirean soldier led them to crashing down, smashing onto the street. The people paused and looked up, seeing the Holy Spireans upon the rooftops.

Bearning arms of Stigyan and Naragian tech alike, some citizens began to fire at the Holy Spireans while other citizens fled, screaming at the resumed onslaught.

Hellsing, svipjoth

Spirean troops enact defensive maneuvers such as using shields and retreating to blind spots where the civilians cant shoot them. The commander of the occupation put her wand on her neck and activated a spell that enhanced her voice so ever citizen in hellsing would hear. 

"Dear svipish citizens, loyal to lukas or not, Holy spire has an offer for you, as we do not wish to cause any damage to the citizens of a nation we consider an ally, our offer consists of in exchange to allowing us to occupy this city, we would repair any damages, give free food, clothing, housing, education and healthcare to everyone, along with allowing an elected representative among you to be in charge of the city. We will only bring a small occupation force inside the city, and allow some of you citizens who just wish for the war to end to get your own militia to keep the city peacefull. 

We will only install some HQ in the government building where the occupation troops will be present, around 500 wizards.(ooc: basically, the occupation troops will only be located in that specific government building)

I beg of you to accept our offer, as this war has already claimed unnecessarly multiple lifes of innocent people, and forcing us to forcibly occupy the city would incur more unnecessary loss of life. When you are ready to accept the offer, ellect a representative among you and send them to the refugee camp in the east. We will except a response in 12 hours, if we donot get a response we will have to go for plan B. 

I will also warn that fleeing is out of the question as we have the city surrounded, it also stops any reinforcements from liberating your city. Please follow common sense and choose to not fight us in exchange for the preservation of human life." 

As the wizards retreated from the city after the speech, they started to build a wall around the entirety of the city, the wall, named Yue, is 70 meters tall and 40 meters thick, there are only 2 gates, one on the west and another in the east. The refugee camp in the east is located inside the wall. The wall is manned with automattic magic artillery and 10 thousand wizards.

Downtown Solitas

While Roxas was giving the address to brand Lukas and his men as terrorists.  Lyra and Kolfinna were hosting a fundraiser banquet in the city’s college district to help Svipish refugees. Cypress and Rognhildr were also in attendance, Cypress insisted on it to get Rognhildr out of her room and her mind off of everything that’s happened. It was going well enough, and with the traitor caught Stigyan elite guards were confident in their ability to handle whatever limited threat that ma possibly remain. So no one was concerned when she excused herself out of the ballroom to get some air away from the crowds of people.

She went into a hallway outside the main ballroom area to clear her head when a Svipish man in his early twenties approached. “Excuse me, Princess Rognhildr. I’d just like to give you my condolences. Your father was a good Fylkir, and an even better man.” He walked up close to the girl.

“I…thank you for your kindness, once my brother-” She stopped as the man suddenly pressed a knife against her throat.

“Shut up and do everything I saw you little brat.”

It had been well over ten minutes and Rognhildr still hadn’t returned. Cypress got the feeling something was off. “Hey mom…I’m worried about Rognhildr can I go find her?” The boy asked.

Lyra gave him a kind smile. “Go ahead, just bring Jan with you” She responded, referring to his personal bodyguard Janus Hoplite. Cypress left the ballroom with his guard just before the roof exploded and several armed men in grey tactical armor with blue infinity symbols rappelled into the building.

Lyra quickly grabbed Kolfinna and instructed her to go under a table as the Praetorians and many armed partygoers opened fire on the armed strangers. Lyra herself pulled a small handgun out of her bag and rushed off to find the children.

_-_-_-_-_-

Haithabu, Svipjoth.

It may have been nighttime, but the skies above the coastal city were lit up clear as day between burning military stations and buildings. The ground was constantly rumbling under everyone’s feet from the heavy artillery bombardment from the Stigyan Navy and airships. Not even a minute after a cruise missile took out a chunk of the city’s wall Landstalker mechs were climbing over the rubble to unload on rebel forces with pod rockets and GAU-8 miniguns. The soldiers started landing from drop pods and parachutes, quickly forming a shield wall where the Stigyan troops could open fire. Overhead flew the Valkyr Meriwell dropping precision bombs on any hard targets she could find.

After separating from KMSN, HOH Jakob reached the frontlines.The Legion Lance battalion was handling the frontline ground fighting alongside Svipsih soldiers as they were the ones to participate in war games with the Svips before the war. Their commander Colonel Zylan Sizer’s armor was already soaked in blood, as was the bayonet on the end of his Keiser-409. “Fylkir, We’ve taken the outskirts already but the further in we push the more of our own weapons we’re facing. Is KMSN on the way to the HQ?!”

“They are Colonel, and from the sounds of it I don’t think anyone in there is going to be leaving alive.”

_-_-

Across the city KMSN had snuck into one of the taller buildings across from the Stahl facility and made their way to the roof of the building. Colossus removed a large harpoon canister from his back and fired a zip line rope across the gap.

“Ready team?” Creature asked as he hooked up and readied his weapon. The others nodded and roped into the building. Creature went first opening fire on the windows before smashing through and lighting up every rebel in the room.

_-_-_-_-_-

Back in Solitas.

Cypress and Janus were in the kitchen, cornered by the attackers. Janus was barely holding on, having been shot twice. tear gas was tossed into the room. Janus quickly ripped off a sleeve of his shirt and wrapped it around Cypress’ mouth. “Get to that vent and get out of here.”

“What about you?” Cypress tried to ask as he was pushed towards the vent.

“Tell my family I’ll see them one day in the Samaritaine.” Janus said just before the gas reached them. Cypress crawled though the vents trying not to cough as he heard gunshots and screaming behind them. He tried to not think about the fact his bodyguard and friend just died as he followed the vent to an opening. He kicked it open and crawled out, just to come fact to face with three more attackers.

He looked up at them frozen like a deer in the headlights as they raised their weapons, but then the door behind them burst open and the three men were surrounded by smoke as blue fire started to roast them alive. Once the smoke cleared Roxas was standing there with the Saebo word gifted to him by Pjotur the year before. Cypress wasted no time rushing over and engulfing his father in a hug.

“Father! Rognhildr disappeared, then these strange people attacked!” he said, trying to hide his panic.

“Come on son, lets find your mother, maybe she knows what’s happened.” Roxas said, concern and worry in his voice. Only for Lyra to answer as she approached.

“I’m here.” She said sounding tired, she had a foreign sword in her hand with blood smears on it. “I’m fine, one of those guys tried to fight me up close. But we have a problem.” She held out one of the hair ribbons Rognhildr was wearing.

As Roxas recognized what it was he remembered Lukas’ threats and demands that Rognhildr was to be returned to Svipjoth. “Lyons had one last move after all.” He mused out loud. “sabotage the defense network, and kidnap Rognhildr behind an attack on the city. Ly, call Errol and tell him I want every scrap of info in Lyons’ head ripped out, now. Lets find Kolfinna and get back to the Citadel, the Shield battalion can finish up with whoever these people are...Where the f*** is Aaron?” He asked, as the Ursian commando was assigned to protect Rognhildr.

Aaron was in an elevator headed up to the roof so he could intercept the kidnappers but had ran into a bit of trouble. That trouble being seven more attackers in the elevator. He had already dealt with five of them, but the last two were a bit harder. One had Aaron in an arm lock as the other pulled out a large knife. Aaron slammed the back of his head into the attacker behind him so hard the man let go. He then dodged the knife, grabbed the there attackers wrist and broke it, taking the knife and stabbing it's own owner in the throat with it. Before the first one had a chance to recover Aaron was already on him, slamming his head through the hardened glass of the elevator until it broke. The elevator beeped as it hit the rooftop level and Aaron rushed out to see a helicopter taking off. His Ursian senses told him Rognhildr was inside but as he ran over to it an attacker opened fire, forcing Aaron to duck behind cover as the helicopter flew away.

Back in Solitas.

Cypress and Janus were in the kitchen, cornered by the attackers. Janus was barely holding on, having been shot twice. tear gas was tossed into the room. Janus quickly ripped off a sleeve of his shirt and wrapped it around Cypress’ mouth. “Get to that vent and get out of here.”

“What about you?” Cypress tried to ask as he was pushed towards the vent.

“Tell my family I’ll see them one day in the Samaritaine.” Janus said just before the gas reached them. Cypress crawled though the vents trying not to cough as he heard gunshots and screaming behind them. He tried to not think about the fact his bodyguard and friend just died as he followed the vent to an opening. He kicked it open and crawled out, just to come fact to face with three more attackers.

He looked up at them frozen like a deer in the headlights as they raised their weapons, but then the door behind them burst open and the three men were surrounded by smoke as blue fire started to roast them alive. Once the smoke cleared Roxas was standing there with the Saebo word gifted to him by Pjotur the year before. Cypress wasted no time rushing over and engulfing his father in a hug.

“Father! Rognhildr disappeared, then these strange people attacked!” he said, trying to hide his panic.

“Come on son, lets find your mother, maybe she knows what’s happened.” Roxas said, concern and worry in his voice. Only for Lyra to answer as she approached.

“I’m here.” She said sounding tired, she had a foreign sword in her hand with blood smears on it. “I’m fine, one of those guys tried to fight me up close. But we have a problem.” She held out one of the hair ribbons Rognhildr was wearing.

As Roxas recognized what it was he remembered Lukas’ threats and demands that Rognhildr was to be returned to Svipjoth. “Lyons had one last move after all.” He mused out loud. “sabotage the defense network, and kidnap Rognhildr behind an attack on the city. Ly, call Errol and tell him I want every scrap of info in Lyons’ head ripped out, now. Lets find Kolfinna and get back to the Citadel, the Shield battalion can finish up with whoever these people are.”

OOC: This was previous roleplayed out by Stigya and I, so everything has been pre-approved
OOC 2: Listen to this while reading

Solitas, The Stigyan Triumvirate
After the near death of his son and the disappearance of Rognhildr, Roxas angrily stomped his way into the war room, the flame of rage in his heart eager to gain revenge against his now sworn enemy, Lukas Grankjellsson. Slamming the doors to his office open, he marched straight towards his desk when a flash of light and a second door slam made him freeze. Turning himself around, he saw the man that he has fantasized disemboweling for so long: Lukas Grankjellsson. He stood aloft where the light once was, his hand regally resting on his sheathed sword. Lukas gives a small smile, “Emperor Roxas”

“Lukas… I knew you were involved. What have you done with Rognhildr?”

“I am taking her back to her home country. She will be safe there and with her people. I can promise you that I would never harm my little cousin.”

“Forgive me for not believing a word of that. I’m surprised you didn’t just kill her as a potential threat to your right to throne? Not that it matters, for you’ve delivered yourself to me.” Roxas rests a hand on his own blade, “A bit hypocritical of you to use teleportation tech to get there though” He smirks.\

“You may choose not to believe me, but that is your prerogative. But yes, about my delivery,” Lukas met Roxas’ smirk, “And a bit inconsiderate of you to not protect against teleportation magic. Alas, the difference between this tech and your tech, good sir, is that it won’t be used to economically exploit my people.”


“Regardless, I have come here with a simple proposal: a gentleman’s duel, if you will. I find that the exchange of letter was… unsatisfactory.”


“All I’ve tried to done was help your people. So did your uncle. So if you’re here to allow me to avenge his death…then I’ll gladly oblige you” Roxas pressed a button on the side of his desk, turning into smoke as the lights in the room went out.

Lukas chuckled, equipping his sword and standing perfectly still, poised to attack at any direction he so wished. Hearing a soft sound of movement behind him, Lukas swiftly slashed a full 180 degrees, his body following. The lights came back on as Lukas slashed, Roxas blocked the attack with his saber in his right hand. In his left he drew his shotgun revolver and brought it up towards Lukas’ chest. Lukas quickly flicked his wrist, maneuvering the sword from the outside to the inside of Roxas arm before lunging forward, twisting his body in this lunge to dodge the shotgun revolver.

Roxas’ arm suddenly turns to smoke and passes through Lukas after dodging the shotgun blast. As it turns solid again Roxas swings his saber at Lukas’ face. Lukas reaches his freehand to his lower back, pulling out a seax he had sheathed to block the saber. As he did so, his other hand maneuvered his sword once more, this time slashing to strike at Roxas’ shoulders. Roxas ducks and tries to sweep Lukas’ leg while aiming another shotgun blast. Lukas disengaged, leaping back to avoid the slash as his saber then slashed downward in a circular motion, knocking the shotgun revolver out of Roxas’ hand.

Roxas cursed under his breath, but then his eye started to glow as he flicked his empty hand back, a sword of obsidian materialized in it as if burned into existence from the air itself.

“You didn’t think it would be that easy, did you?”

"I'd never underestimate my opponent, unlike yourself." Lukas spoke coolly, smirking as he readied his sword and seax, "Go on, hit me."

Roxas immediately charged, with Lukas meeting Roxas' charge with a blocking slash from his sword and his seax moving to stab Roxas' torso. Roxas moved the obsidian blade to block the seax as the saber lit on fire. Lukas then maneuvered his seax around the obsidian blade to draw it back as did his sword.

The obsidian blade started to glow, then exploded once it made contact with the seax, destroying both weapons, with one chunk of the obsidian fully lodging itself into one of Lukas' eyes. As the flaming saber grazed down onto Lukas’ arm, a scorch of fire burst through the cut. The room smelt of the burning of flesh as the arm was fully amputated off. 

Lukas gripped his upper arm, it not spewing blood if only for the fact that Roxas' blade effectively cauterized the wound, and cried in pain as he disengaged from Roxas. He glanced at his sword in the distance, "A good hit, Roxas. Excellent counter."

Roxas punches him in the face and knocks him to the ground. Roxas steps on his chest and raises his sword to stab Lukas through the head. “Unfortunately for you, you won’t get a chance to counter anything again.”

As Roxas plunges his blade down, the air around him drastically turns cold without warning. Reacting to save his life, Lukas lifted his spare arm from his injury and, without thinking and most assuredly without his better judgment, Lukas grabbed the saber with his remaining hand. As he reached, his hand became encased in ice. Gripping the saber, regardless of its sharpness, he immediately stopped Roxas' momentum. Lukas looked just as shocked and surprised as Roxas did in that short moment.

Just as fast as Lukas was shocked, he regained his composure and his expression became grim, squeezing the saber tighter. Despite the flames being channeled into the blade by Roxas, the cold slowly crept up the blade, beating back the fire as the sharp temperature change made major cracks in the blade, until at last, Roxas' saber was completely shattered. Pieces flew out and shrapnel bits injured both men. Roxas and Lukas were both sent flying back. Roxas was frozen in surprise.

Lukas slowly stood up, glaring at his hands and then Roxas, stating, “Isn’t this quite the surprise?”

“What exactly did you use to teleport here?” Roxas asks cautiously.

“A housewarming gift from the Spireans. Oh, but enough talk, I believe we have a duel to finish.” Lukas throws his arm out wide, summoning an axe made of ice, while from his amputation, a spiked arm made of ice was formed. He then lunges at the frozen Roxas.

Roxas recovers just in time, jumping back and dragging his hand along the floor, setting it on fire. Eight blades emerge from the flames and start floating. Lukas stops in front of the fire, if but for a moment, before lifting his glacial arm prosthetic up into the air and striking the air in a diagonal slash. This summoned a whirlwind of ice, extinguishing both the flame wall and the blades. Lukas steps confidently over the smoldered floor.

“…The philosophers stone. So you’re a hypocrite about using foreign technology as well as religion.” Roxas says, his body swaying slightly from exhaustion but his eye still glowing. “Come kill me then. My daughter and the Ursians will just orbital bomb your nation to dust, everything you’ve done would be for nothing. I’m not afraid of death.”

Lukas shakes his head solemnly, slowly approaching the exhausted Roxas, "Tsk tsk. It's a surprise to me as well, Roxas. Alas, I was raised on your church's soil. It was even Odin who said to seek power and knowledge, no matter its origin," Lukas throws his ice axe at Roxas, the axe striking his side before shattering into him.

Roxas screams in pain as he goes down,

“Is that not what your uncle was doing, knowledge from any source. I’ve been ready for death since I was ten. Go ahead and finish me. After what you did here, what you did in Haithabu, your homeland will burn until nothing is left. And for what? Ego? You think you know what it means to be a king? To be loved by millions, understand the responsibility of guiding them to a better future… No. No you only care about yourself, just another murderous monster with no higher cause than himself.” Roxas said with a shaky breath, staring down his imminent death without the slightest hint of care.

Lukas continued his approach towards Roxas, lifting his ice hand to his eye, pressing firmly against it. HE stood nonchalantly before Roxas, crouching down to his level before removing his hand from his eye, the obsidian becoming a sort of pupil as the blue ice surrounding it created a false eye. The blood that once ran down his face was now frozen, each sliver breaking off as Lukas spoke softly, 

"Don't you have more spirit? Fight me."

“You know, maybe if you were a bit smarter or a better fighter… You would remember to watch your back.” 

A bullet suddenly blasts through Lukas’ shoulder as Colonel Radek and two other praetorians break into the war room, opening fire.

Lukas snarled in pain, standing up and gripping his shoulder with his prosthesis hand as he turned to see the praetorians. He glared at the three, "Interrupting a duel? How very dishonorable of you." Picking a praetorian at random and without moving, Lukas' eyes began to glow a brilliant ice blue. Catching the horror of both Radek and the other praetorian, the victim began to ice over. He tried to move and scream, but he could not make any noise. Each movement he made became slower and slower until he moved no more, his whole body frozen over.

The other praetorian, recovering their senses, opens fire full automatic with his assault rifle, but Radek pushes the man aside as Roxas could’ve been caught in the crossfire. 

Roxas forms an obsidian knife in his left hand and lunges. Seeing his not so covert attack, Lukas quickly stomps his foot over Roxas' low lunge, freezing his hand to the ground as he then charges towards Radek and the praetorian. Forming a spear of ice, he strikes at the distracted praetorian, piercing him through his throat.

Radek fires off a burst from his machine gun, the bullets barely missing Lukas, only able to shatter the ice spear that was stuck into the praetorian. He then turns invisible only to appear at Roxas' side.



"I shall only ask you once, stranger. Step away from the emperor. This is our duel, and your involvement is nothing short of dishonorable."



“Keep him busy, I’ll only get one shot at this” Roxas whispered just loud enough for Radek to hear, who then pulled out his handgun and engaged Lukas,

“Honor is for the dead. All that matters is protecting the emperor.”

“Pathetic.” Lukas rushes for his sword, creating an ice shield to block Radek’s gun shots as he retrieved it. Once in his possession, he charges straight at Radek, ignoring the rising temperature of the room. Spikes formed on the ice shield before bashing Radik with it, creating multiple stab wounds across his entire chest and torso. Radek collapses with a pained groan, the room is no longer cold.

Lukas looks over at Roxas to see his entire body on fire, looking furious. Without a word, Roxas sends a massive fiery explosion across the entire war room.

The explosion lit the warm room in flames and heat, engulfing everything in sight. Everyone was blinded, including Roxas himself. As he slowly regained his vision, Roxas was met with his surroundings ablaze. And yet, he saw the worst thing he could see: Lukas standing where he was before, the remnants of a glacial wall having been melted.

“Oh for fucks sake…” Roxas muttered between coughs as blood poured out of his nose. Roxas tries to stand, but quickly collapses to his knees, coughing blood.

Lukas walked towards Roxas once more, entirely unphased by the flames. When they try to lick him, they are extinguished by the cold emanating from his body. Lukas stood in front of the knelt Roxas and then crouched to his level, gripping Roxas throat and forcing him to look up at Lukas.

Roxas uses the last of his energy to spit some of his own blood on Lukas face,

 “What are you waiting for?”

The blood froze on impact as Lukas stares, his expression undisturbed by Roxas’ attitude. 

“I win.” 

Lukas drops Roxas onto the floor, the deep handprint-shaped frostbite marking Lukas' victory. He stands up and starts to walk away.

“… That’s it?” Roxas wheezes out incredulously, his voice wavering as blood pooled into his lungs.

Lukas paused and threw his gaze over, 

“I was never going to kill you. After all, death is above dishonor. Roll in your shame, Roxas.” He then reached into his pocket, retrieving the philosophers stone, before teleporting away.

As he teleports out, more Stigyans enter. The entire world seemed hazy as Cíelle ran over to his father. He could see Cíelle yelling and himself bleeding out from his stab wounds, but all he could hear was a loud ringing in his ears as he tried to breathe. Then the world went black.

Astral Ley Line Facility, Deep underground, Southern Svipjoth.

Astril is studying the Mana Flow in Svipjoth. "So The Line Flows From The Mother Ley line in Fortress Narag To Here.... In Essance I could redirect The Ley line To Draw Power to Svipjoth Completely Hiding my True Location. Lukas will pay For killing Elysia." 

He Sighs. "The pain.... The only Sister Who ever bothered to play with me... to love me.... Gone. But... My family.... I should not do this..."

in The shadows a Woman walks behind him. "We have waited. For A Emperor who was worthy of us. We shall take up your charge. A Father should be there to protect his family." 

Astril looks at the forty women. "The Nightwraiths? Then...."

A Tall Blond Neo-Naragian Looks at him. "My Grandson Theo Narag Failed To prove worthy of our loyalty. He Chose The Empire's Prestige And Glory over his People. We Naragians are all Family We do what is best for the Family. Go home my Nephew. Let us Find your sister. She may not be dead."

Astril Nods Before leaving he looks at them. "All I want is for my Family And my people  To be Happy. Thank you Aya Sistina. I need to keep the Kristan from imploding. Be Safe."

And so Astril Narag Had Gained the loyalty of the Ancient Order of the Nightwraiths.

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The Kiddian forces in the Storrmork Taiga hit a bit of a roadblock, especially after the Spirean forces largely abandoned the region as they focused on capturing Hellsing. Lukas’s rebels were able to use their knowledge of the land to defeat the Kiddians time and time again. 
That was until one day. The main Kiddian command center was under attack, General Sian Eccles called for reinforcements that wouldn’t get there in time while fire rained around her. Then, from out of the forces, the rebel lines crumpled. A group of oddly outfitted soldiers burst out of the woods in a surprise attack. The rebels, caught off guard, hastily retreated. She heard footsteps, but could see no one. A soldier in dark gray armor covering all her skin appears, seemingly out of thin air. 
“Nelson, how many times do I have to tell you, don’t do that!”
Ghost Corps Officer Samantha Nelson takes off her helmet and grins. “Sorry, General. I found those guerilla forces. They want to meet with you as soon as they finish scavenging weapons and armor.”

2 hours later, and the leaders of the guerillas file into the somewhat crowded command tent. 
“Ah, General Eccles. Good to finally meet you. Samantha here has told me a lot about you. I am Valentin Hansson. I propose we work together, so we can rid this nation of that usurper, Lukas and his army.”
“I was about to propose the same idea. We’ve been in need of people that know this area, and you might just be the ticket.”
Together, they make plans to head east to Melkorka and north to meet with the other WARPP forces. Despite the losses the day had given the Kiddians, renewed determination showed in their faces

(OOC: This entry contains themes of death, please read with caution)

Medical Wing, The Citadel, Solitas.

Aaron Windwalker was pacing in the hallways overlooking the city as Amara walked up to him. 

“I heard you had a rough fight. Are you okay?” She asked with concern.

“I failed.” Aaron said, frustration visible on his face. ‘I had one jo and that was to protect Rognhildr. Now she’s gone.”

“Don’t be hard on yourself. Not many people could survive being ambushed in an elevator like that.” Amara answer trying to reassure him. Aaron had to admit that across the several talks they had she had a strange way of cheering him up. “Rognhildr is still out there, and probably scared out of her mind. I know what that’s like. I know my cousin, he’s going to go get her back, but he’s going to need someone good to help him.” She gave him a trusting smile. “Go get her and bring her home, for me?”

_-_-

Roxas sighed as he woke up, feeling better than he should have for someone who was nearly killed.

“Father! you’re awake!” Cíelle yelled happily as she rushed over to hug him. Roxas hugged back as Cypress and Caelan joined. “You were really hurt, but Barnos was able to use that precision laser thing to heal you right up. it hasn’t even been half a day” She explained with a sad look. Roxas was confused until he started remembering the fight.

“Cíelle, how is Malcolm. What were his injuries?” Roxas asked. Cíelle just looked down and he knew.

_-_-

Claire Malachite stood guard over Radek’s bed in the surgical ward. The room was empty, the machines were off, and a white sheet covered his body. Since the day of Roxas Coronation Radek had led the Praetorians in protecting House Amory. The Blood Red summer, Madrigal’s attack on the citadel, the battle of the Orvos jungle. For over twenty years he had served his emperor with unwavering loyalty and valor, and now thanks to Lukas’ brazen assault on Roxas, he was gone.

However those weren’t the only reasons Claire stood guard. He was also the father of the man she loved, a man who would’ve one day been her father-in-law. Her mind wandered to Koza, fearlessly leading team KMSN against the rebel savages unaware of what had happened back home. Tears welled up in her eyes at the thought when Roxas and Lyra appeared at the door.

“Claire, can I have a moment alone?” Roxas asked, his voice quiet. Claire nodded and signed at him promise me, Lukas will die for this. Roxas nodded in response. “This war only ends one way now, with his head on a stick.” Claire left the room and Roxas approached the body.

“I don’t know if you can hear me from the Keywork. probably not. But on the off chance I’m wrong I need you to know something. You saved my life more than once, you served your role with perfection, but when I had just taken the throne and had no idea what I was doing you were there giving me advice. Just like Viktor you were basically a second father to me. I swear on Ryder, I’ll make sure your family is taken care of, and that you’re avenged. I’ll see you one day in the Samaritaine my friend.”

Roxas then left the room and Claire went in as Viktor approached. “You called for me?” Viktor asked.

“Give a full update.” Roxas said flatly.

Viktor nodded. “Errol’s interrogation of Lyons revealed that the Imperial Senate isolationist party leader Christopher Torrence  had smuggled Lukas into the Triumvirate years prior with help from other members and raised him here in secret. Once the alliance between our nation and Svipjoth was formalized Lukas and Torrence made a plan together: Lukas gets to retake the Throne in Uppsala and the isolationists get to use our failures to win as reason to push to overturn your Executive order that ended the age of isolation.”

Roxas’ eye narrowed in anger. “But with Torence exposed and Lyons in custody Lukas has lost his men on the inside?”

“Correct. Errol is at the Scolar Building now to arrest the Senators involved, and there isn’t much left of Lyons mind, Errol was…thorough.”

Roxas smirked at that. ‘And what of the people that attacked us, the ones with the infinity symbol?”

Viktor handed Roxas a piece of paper. “Actually it’s an 8. In most foreign nations ‘section 8’ is a military term for servicemen discharged for being mentally unfit. It’s a criminal mercenary group that gets its foot soldiers by manipulating and exploiting these wash outs. Killers, thieves, psychopaths and worse make up their ranks.”

“Then we take them out at the source. I don’t care whether or not they were hired by Lukas, Lyons, or Torrence. I hold all three equally responsible for kidnapping Rognhildr, as well nearly murdering my wife and son. Find out where their base is and kill every last one of those f***ing degenerates. Let’s not waste time.”

“Your Grace” Viktor said cautiously. “From what Errol could tell, Lyons did this because he believes with the amount of wars we’ve been involved in over the last three years that you’re running the nation into the ground, and he has a point. Trahskan, UUE, Ursia, We’ve lost over 40,ooo men in the last three years compared to decades without conflict. Do we really need to go to war with yet another faction?”

Roxas sighed “That’s…fair. Good thing we have an ally just as militant as us who would never have those concerns.”

_-_-_-_-_-

Scolar Building, Solitas.

It was a loud and opinionated morning at the home of the Imperial Senate. Speaker Lincoln Ebi, Older brother of the renowned fencer Leo Ebi, sat in front of the senate listening to Christopher Torrence rant on that the attack on Solitas and the near death of Roxas was a sign that the nations isolation should have never ended when the doors to the chamber burst open as Shield battalion commandoes stormed in alongside Errol Reinhart.

“What is the meaning of this Captain?” Ebi asked in a near rage. “The Senate is not to be disrturbed while in session.”

“Apologies good sir.” Errol said as he handed Ebi a piece of paper. “Orders from the CE. Senators Torrence, Gunsteling, Brihme, Kuisima, Jorhan, Costello, and Warner. On the order of Chief Executor Viktor Amory you are all hereby under arrest for sedition, high treason, aiding a terrorist organization, conspiracy for the kidnapping of the princess Rognhildr, and conspiracy for the attempted murders of Lyra and Cypress Amory. Boys, take these traitors away.”

_-_-_-_-_-

Massive Agriculture Inc. headquarters, Alemont, AS.

As Errol was arresting the treasonous senators, Stigyan Mace Battalion forces raided the skyscraper owned by one of the largest agricultural companies in the nation. forensic techs were already going through both physical and digital documents. However for the companies CEO Robert Finch, the mastermind behind Lukas’ time and preparation in the Triumvirate, all that mattered was escaping with his life. 

As his private security did their best to try and hold off legion troops, he got into his personal helicopter to fly away. His pilot took off and they made it about 20 meters from the rooftop helipad before a surface to air missile from one of the armored vehicles surrounding the tower made contact, killing him instantly.

_-_-_-_-_-

Solium Dae, Holy Spire.

Kaguya receives a telegram from Roxas.

kaguya Julli-Narag.

I need your help. You’ve no doubt heard about the attack on my nations capital and Lukas’ attempt on my life. His attempt was possible due to the philosophers stone your nations soldiers gave to him. I know you did not order it, however it poses a significant threat to WARPP forces. To correct this error made by your people I request one philosophers stone, and a few of your magicians to show my forces how to use it correctly.

Time is a factor,

Emperor Roxas I Amory.

_-_-_-_-_-

The White District, Dashiki City.

Steven Venturarch receives a telegram from Roxas.

Steven,

It has come to my attention that some of your nations private corporations may have been, or still are, aiding Lukas’ rebellion for their own profit. As we are WARPP allies I cannot interfere militarily against this, however my own nations largest arms company Stahl Industries has it’s own very sizable private military force that lacks the same restrictions. Since I know human lives don’t mean much in your lands, if you value the monetary worth of any products your companies may be selling him, you should urge them to stop before Stahl mercenaries Start sinking their ships.

There will be no second warning.

Emperor Roxas I Amory.

_-_-_-_-_-

Fortress Narag.

Astril receives a telegram from Roxas 

Astril Narag,

In wake of the destruction and seeming resurrection of the Domstall mounatins, I feel the need to remind you to at least research your targets before you fire WMD’s at them. That said after what happened in Solitas yesterday we will still need your support. While Filkyr Beinlaus has strongly requested you leave his nation, There is still something you can do to contribute. A criminal mercenary group called Section 8 was behind the assault on my capitol. My people are working on finding the location of their main base. When we find it would you mind wiping off the face of Wintreath for me?

Good hunting my friend.

Emperor Roxas I Amory.

_-_-_-_-_-_-

Haithabu, Svipjoth.

The sun rose over the city as fighting continued. The outer city was fully under WARPP control, with Stigyan soldiers ensuring the safety of any citizens and finishing off any and all pockets of resistance. Colonel Zylan Sizer dodged a seaxe from a Ship with five bulletw wounds and buried his bayonet in the mans chest, then firing a 4-round burst through him. Zylan was oddly relieved at the Svipish rebels unwillingness to surrender or beg for mercy. Not that he would admit but he felt kind of bad sometimes when putting down a surrendering foe.

The inner city was still embattled, but the center of it would soon fall. In the Stahl Industries tower, Team KMSN was clearing out everything that dared fight them. A steady stream of assault rifle fire from Koza, as well as his spectral wolf, tore through combatants. Able to predict enemy moves, Chase seamlessly dodged around her opponents using dual handguns to target weak points until she could put three in the head. Otto simply charged with his automatic shotgun, letting the explosive slugs blast through the enemies Gjermundbu armor before smashing them with his bare hands. And Nellis fired straight through eye openings in the armor with his enhanced reactions semblance.

As they cleared out that level the Stigyan Valkyr Meriwell crashed through a windowing the building, and kept going through a few walls. Chase rushed over to her. "You okay?”

Meriwell stretched a bit. “Oh, salutations again. Those anti-air missiles sure are dangerous.”

“That they are, if you can still fight join us, we’ll have those missiles down soon.” Chase replied offering a hand.

“Thats a good idea.” Koza said. “Chase, take Claire and Nellis to the defense server room. me and Otto can handle the rebel commander.”

The five split up and went after their respective targets. Koza and Otto found the executives office that had been converted to Lukas’ temporary throne. The commander of the rebels was there, in full Saebo armor and welding a Stigyan Boltgun. “Foreign invaders, Lukas will reward me for your heads”

Koza just took a quick glance at the armor before unloading his rifle at the rebels foot, only armored with leather straps for movement. The leader went down quickly, screaming and cursing at the two as Koza picked up the blowgun and blasted a meter long explosive bolt through the enemies chest.

_-_-

“Hold up. I can take this.” meri said as she pulled out 3 small black and green orbs that stuck to the reinforced door to the server room. She pressed a button on her wrist computer and the orbs exploded taking the door with them. As the trio burst in they were caught off guard by a pile of unloaded weapons in the middle of the room with several Svipish militiamen standing off to the side. 

“Wow, thanks for making it easy for us.” Chase cheered as she raised her handguns for slaughter, but was stopped by Nellis.

“They don’t have weapons on them, They’re not combatants.” nellis said, getting between Chase and the militiamen.

“Don’t get soft now, these assholes probably cheered as the Cathedral burned.” Chase countered, sounding angry.

One of the militiamen stepped forwards. “Actually we’re all from the surrounding countryside, drafted in by Lukas. We don’t want to fight you. I am Halfdan. I saw what your allies are capable when they raided. They spared our lives. So perhaps Lukas is wrong about foreigners being savages?” His words fell on deaf ears for Chase, but not for the others. 

“Halfdan, if you think that, can you turn off the automated defenses? and Chase, if he does will you spare them? No one needs to die.” Chase looked at Meri and for the briefest moment felt a sight spark of guilt looking into her pure eyes.

“Ryderf***ingd*mnit” She muttered as she lowered her weapon as Halfdan turned off the towers defenses, ensuring a WARPP victory. The city was liberated.

(OOC: This entry contains themes of death, please read with caution)

Medical Wing, The Citadel, Solitas.

Aaron Windwalker was pacing in the hallways overlooking the city as Amara walked up to him.

“I heard you had a rough fight. Are you okay?” She asked with concern.

“I failed.” Aaron said, frustration visible on his face. ‘I had one jo and that was to protect Rognhildr. Now she’s gone.”

“Don’t be hard on yourself. Not many people could survive being ambushed in an elevator like that.” Amara answer trying to reassure him. Aaron had to admit that across the several talks they had she had a strange way of cheering him up. “Rognhildr is still out there, and probably scared out of her mind. I know what that’s like. I know my cousin, he’s going to go get her back, but he’s going to need someone good to help him.” She gave him a trusting smile. “Go get her and bring her home, for me?”

_-_-

Roxas sighed as he woke up, feeling better than he should have for someone who was nearly killed.

“Father! you’re awake!” Cíelle yelled happily as she rushed over to hug him. Roxas hugged back as Cypress and Caelan joined. “You were really hurt, but Barnos was able to use that precision laser thing to heal you right up. it hasn’t even been half a day” She explained with a sad look. Roxas was confused until he started remembering the fight.

“Cíelle, how is Malcolm. What were his injuries?” Roxas asked. Cíelle just looked down and he knew.

_-_-

Claire Malachite stood guard over Radek’s bed in the surgical ward. The room was empty, the machines were off, and a white sheet covered his body. Since the day of Roxas Coronation Radek had led the Praetorians in protecting House Amory. The Blood Red summer, Madrigal’s attack on the citadel, the battle of the Orvos jungle. For over twenty years he had served his emperor with unwavering loyalty and valor, and now thanks to Lukas’ brazen assault on Roxas, he was gone.

However those weren’t the only reasons Claire stood guard. He was also the father of the man she loved, a man who would’ve one day been her father-in-law. Her mind wandered to Koza, fearlessly leading team KMSN against the rebel savages unaware of what had happened back home. Tears welled up in her eyes at the thought when Roxas and Lyra appeared at the door.

“Claire, can I have a moment alone?” Roxas asked, his voice quiet. Claire nodded and signed at him promise me, Lukas will die for this. Roxas nodded in response. “This war only ends one way now, with his head on a stick.” Claire left the room and Roxas approached the body.

“I don’t know if you can hear me from the Keywork. probably not. But on the off chance I’m wrong I need you to know something. You saved my life more than once, you served your role with perfection, but when I had just taken the throne and had no idea what I was doing you were there giving me advice. Just like Viktor you were basically a second father to me. I swear on Ryder, I’ll make sure your family is taken care of, and that you’re avenged. I’ll see you one day in the Samaritaine my friend.”

Roxas then left the room and Claire went in as Viktor approached. “You called for me?” Viktor asked.

“Give a full update.” Roxas said flatly.

Viktor nodded. “Errol’s interrogation of Lyons revealed that the Imperial Senate isolationist party leader Christopher Torrence  had smuggled Lukas into the Triumvirate years prior with help from other members and raised him here in secret. Once the alliance between our nation and Svipjoth was formalized Lukas and Torrence made a plan together: Lukas gets to retake the Throne in Uppsala and the isolationists get to use our failures to win as reason to push to overturn your Executive order that ended the age of isolation.”

Roxas’ eye narrowed in anger. “But with Torence exposed and Lyons in custody Lukas has lost his men on the inside?”

“Correct. Errol is at the Scolar Building now to arrest the Senators involved, and there isn’t much left of Lyons mind, Errol was…thorough.”

Roxas smirked at that. ‘And what of the people that attacked us, the ones with the infinity symbol?”

Viktor handed Roxas a piece of paper. “Actually it’s an 8. In most foreign nations ‘section 8’ is a military term for servicemen discharged for being mentally unfit. It’s a criminal mercenary group that gets its foot soldiers by manipulating and exploiting these wash outs. Killers, thieves, psychopaths and worse make up their ranks.”

“Then we take them out at the source. I don’t care whether or not they were hired by Lukas, Lyons, or Torrence. I hold all three equally responsible for kidnapping Rognhildr, as well nearly murdering my wife and son. Find out where their base is and kill every last one of those f***ing degenerates. Let’s not waste time.”

“Your Grace” Viktor said cautiously. “From what Errol could tell, Lyons did this because he believes with the amount of wars we’ve been involved in over the last three years that you’re running the nation into the ground, and he has a point. Trahskan, UUE, Ursia, We’ve lost over 40,ooo men in the last three years compared to decades without conflict. Do we really need to go to war with yet another faction?”

Roxas sighed “That’s…fair. Good thing we have an ally just as militant as us who would never have those concerns.”

_-_-_-_-_-

Scolar Building, Solitas.

It was a loud and opinionated morning at the home of the Imperial Senate. Speaker Lincoln Ebi, Older brother of the renowned fencer Leo Ebi, sat in front of the senate listening to Christopher Torrence rant on that the attack on Solitas and the near death of Roxas was a sign that the nations isolation should have never ended when the doors to the chamber burst open as Shield battalion commandoes stormed in alongside Errol Reinhart.

“What is the meaning of this Captain?” Ebi asked in a near rage. “The Senate is not to be disrturbed while in session.”

“Apologies good sir.” Errol said as he handed Ebi a piece of paper. “Orders from the CE. Senators Torrence, Gunsteling, Brihme, Kuisima, Jorhan, Costello, and Warner. On the order of Chief Executor Viktor Amory you are all hereby under arrest for sedition, high treason, aiding a terrorist organization, conspiracy for the kidnapping of the princess Rognhildr, and conspiracy for the attempted murders of Lyra and Cypress Amory. Boys, take these traitors away.”

_-_-_-_-_-

Massive Agriculture Inc. headquarters, Alemont, AS.

As Errol was arresting the treasonous senators, Stigyan Mace Battalion forces raided the skyscraper owned by one of the largest agricultural companies in the nation. forensic techs were already going through both physical and digital documents. However for the companies CEO Robert Finch, the mastermind behind Lukas’ time and preparation in the Triumvirate, all that mattered was escaping with his life.

As his private security did their best to try and hold off legion troops, he got into his personal helicopter to fly away. His pilot took off and they made it about 20 meters from the rooftop helipad before a surface to air missile from one of the armored vehicles surrounding the tower made contact, killing him instantly.

_-_-_-_-_-

Solium Dae, Holy Spire.

Kaguya receives a telegram from Roxas.

kaguya Julli-Narag.

I need your help. You’ve no doubt heard about the attack on my nations capital and Lukas’ attempt on my life. His attempt was possible due to the philosophers stone your nations soldiers gave to him. I know you did not order it, however it poses a significant threat to WARPP forces. To correct this error made by your people I request one philosophers stone, and a few of your magicians to show my forces how to use it correctly.

Time is a factor,

Emperor Roxas I Amory.

_-_-_-_-_-

The White District, Dashiki City.

Steven Venturarch receives a telegram from Roxas.

Steven,

It has come to my attention that some of your nations private corporations may have been, or still are, aiding Lukas’ rebellion for their own profit. As we are WARPP allies I cannot interfere militarily against this, however my own nations largest arms company Stahl Industries has it’s own very sizable private military force that lacks the same restrictions. Since I know human lives don’t mean much in your lands, if you value the monetary worth of any products your companies may be selling him, you should urge them to stop before Stahl mercenaries Start sinking their ships.

There will be no second warning.

Emperor Roxas I Amory.

_-_-_-_-_-

Fortress Narag.

Astril receives a telegram from Roxas

Astril Narag,

In wake of the destruction and seeming resurrection of the Domstall mounatins, I feel the need to remind you to at least research your targets before you fire WMD’s at them. That said after what happened in Solitas yesterday we will still need your support. While Filkyr Beinlaus has strongly requested you leave his nation, There is still something you can do to contribute. A criminal mercenary group called Section 8 was behind the assault on my capitol. My people are working on finding the location of their main base. When we find it would you mind wiping off the face of Wintreath for me?

Good hunting my friend.

Emperor Roxas I Amory.

_-_-_-_-_-_-

Haithabu, Svipjoth.

The sun rose over the city as fighting continued. The outer city was fully under WARPP control, with Stigyan soldiers ensuring the safety of any citizens and finishing off any and all pockets of resistance. Colonel Zylan Sizer dodged a seaxe from a Ship with five bulletw wounds and buried his bayonet in the mans chest, then firing a 4-round burst through him. Zylan was oddly relieved at the Svipish rebels unwillingness to surrender or beg for mercy. Not that he would admit but he felt kind of bad sometimes when putting down a surrendering foe.

The inner city was still embattled, but the center of it would soon fall. In the Stahl Industries tower, Team KMSN was clearing out everything that dared fight them. A steady stream of assault rifle fire from Koza, as well as his spectral wolf, tore through combatants. Able to predict enemy moves, Chase seamlessly dodged around her opponents using dual handguns to target weak points until she could put three in the head. Otto simply charged with his automatic shotgun, letting the explosive slugs blast through the enemies Gjermundbu armor before smashing them with his bare hands. And Nellis fired straight through eye openings in the armor with his enhanced reactions semblance.

As they cleared out that level the Stigyan Valkyr Meriwell crashed through a windowing the building, and kept going through a few walls. Chase rushed over to her. "You okay?”

Meriwell stretched a bit. “Oh, salutations again. Those anti-air missiles sure are dangerous.”

“That they are, if you can still fight join us, we’ll have those missiles down soon.” Chase replied offering a hand.

“Thats a good idea.” Koza said. “Chase, take Claire and Nellis to the defense server room. me and Otto can handle the rebel commander.”

The five split up and went after their respective targets. Koza and Otto found the executives office that had been converted to Lukas’ temporary throne. The commander of the rebels was there, in full Saebo armor and welding a Stigyan Boltgun. “Foreign invaders, Lukas will reward me for your heads”

Koza just took a quick glance at the armor before unloading his rifle at the rebels foot, only armored with leather straps for movement. The leader went down quickly, screaming and cursing at the two as Koza picked up the blowgun and blasted a meter long explosive bolt through the enemies chest.

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“Hold up. I can take this.” meri said as she pulled out 3 small black and green orbs that stuck to the reinforced door to the server room. She pressed a button on her wrist computer and the orbs exploded taking the door with them. As the trio burst in they were caught off guard by a pile of unloaded weapons in the middle of the room with several Svipish militiamen standing off to the side.

“Wow, thanks for making it easy for us.” Chase cheered as she raised her handguns for slaughter, but was stopped by Nellis.

“They don’t have weapons on them, They’re not combatants.” nellis said, getting between Chase and the militiamen.

“Don’t get soft now, these assholes probably cheered as the Cathedral burned.” Chase countered, sounding angry.

One of the militiamen stepped forwards. “Actually we’re all from the surrounding countryside, drafted in by Lukas. We don’t want to fight you. I am Halfdan. I saw what your allies are capable when they raided. They spared our lives. So perhaps Lukas is wrong about foreigners being savages?” His words fell on deaf ears for Chase, but not for the others.

“Halfdan, if you think that, can you turn off the automated defenses? and Chase, if he does will you spare them? No one needs to die.” Chase looked at Meri and for the briefest moment felt a sight spark of guilt looking into her pure eyes.

“Ryderf***ingd*mnit” She muttered as she lowered her weapon as Halfdan turned off the towers defenses, ensuring a WARPP victory. The city was liberated.

Astril reads the Telegram And Sighs. He Looks at Marcus. "Listen my boy. Great Liars are also great Magicians. When You Rule The Empire You must be capable of hiding Your True motives Even from your Allies."

Marcus Nods. "Do not worry Father. I will be Wise Like you and Mother. But What was your true motive then?"

Astril looks at him. "Commit a horrific act That Forces The Narag to Withdraw. Due to our Nature Foxen And most Naragians have trouble in the cold. We were at a disadvantage. That and The Current Government is not stable. I need the Army at home."

Marcus Sighs, "Father. Do you not realize There was a better path? I am Sure they would have accepted A Withdrawal until Spring. In that time you could have stabilized The Empire. Why do You Always Choose The method of Destruction. Your curse Can be used for Peace as Well as war. For Conflict as well as Diplomacy. We are Naragians. We are meant To Shepard The Younger races unto a path of peace and prosperity."

Astril smiles hugging his son. "This is Why you are my heir. You will become the Greatest King..... No the Greatest Emperor The Narag have Ever seen."

Astril Telegrams Roxas. "Just send me a email When you found them. You will experience True Fear As a Entire mercenary Group is killed without a sound or a Alarm. Also if that mountain is Back Then Both Lukas And The Boy King Owe my Sister Elysia A Huge thank you. She and I are the only ones who Could have rebuilt it."

Joslisonorian Camp, Hedeby, Svipjoth
Ariah sat at a small table in a tent while the battle raged on. She finished writing a letter to Soras.

"My Dearest, Soras,
    I hope you have enjoyed the company of our son. I hope he has not bothered you too much. I long to return home after this damned siege has finished. It has been an entire month, I have given birth, led several charges, and fought in the same place my aunt once fought. The machine guns of the ships hovering above have become constant, the death unending.
                                                                                                                               I hope to see you soon,
                                                                                                                               Ariah".
She sealed it and sent it back to St. Ariah. Just then, a young soldier burst in. "My Empress, the Svipish have broken the line defending the camp!"
Ariah readied her arm, preparing for the worst.

The White District, Dashiki City.

Steven Venturarch receives a telegram from Roxas.

Steven,

It has come to my attention that some of your nations private corporations may have been, or still are, aiding Lukas’ rebellion for their own profit. As we are WARPP allies I cannot interfere militarily against this, however my own nations largest arms company Stahl Industries has it’s own very sizable private military force that lacks the same restrictions. Since I know human lives don’t mean much in your lands, if you value the monetary worth of any products your companies may be selling him, you should urge them to stop before Stahl mercenaries Start sinking their ships.

There will be no second warning.

Emperor Roxas I Amory.

A response comes back about 30 minutes later. . .

We understand your concern, but our hands are full with complications locally. It wouldn't be cost efficient for us to stop them. It seems you also have the solution to the problem. They've been a pain in the ass ever since their creation and they exist only because we haven't the need to kill them. We can't do anything about it, but your corporation or even your military if we give them permission might be able to help a bit more.

We but only ask of you to keep the source of these contents of this discreet, but the CEO is with Lukas and they will soon start manufacturing in Svipjoth. On 01/07/2023 [M/D/Y] they renewed their deal as well as offered mercenary help and to improve Lukas' battle performance using various Cybernetics. Incase you do not know, the corporation is Ashjin Cybernetics and the CEO is Sio Ashjin. If you have any other questions, please ask.

p.s - we'd prefer the merchants to be imprisoned and returned in a discreet manner, you and your corporation will be well compensated if they are.

From - Steven Venturarch

(OOC: This entry contains themes of death, please read with caution)

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Solium Dae, Holy Spire.

Kaguya receives a telegram from Roxas.

kaguya Julli-Narag.

I need your help. You’ve no doubt heard about the attack on my nations capital and Lukas’ attempt on my life. His attempt was possible due to the philosophers stone your nations soldiers gave to him. I know you did not order it, however it poses a significant threat to WARPP forces. To correct this error made by your people I request one philosophers stone, and a few of your magicians to show my forces how to use it correctly.

Time is a factor,

Emperor Roxas I Amory.

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Solitas, TST
Roxas receives a TG from Kaguya

Dear Emperor Roxas,
I heard of the news and was greatly disheartened by lukas' actions, i hope you're alright and if you wish i would love to send the plague doctors to heal any injury you've adquired. Now, dealing with the philosophers stone situation, i will be sending my sister, Silvia Julii together with some inquisitors and obviously i will be sending some philisophers stones from which will be chosen the most adequate for your nation. They are leaving immediatly and will be arriving in a few minutes.
Sorry for the inconvenience,
Pope Kaguya I Julii-narag.
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Silvia starts flying towards solitas with her company and around 6 philosophers stones.

A letter is sent to Roxas in Solitas from Coleman Kolar:

Dear Roxas Amory,
I heard of the attack you took, and I’d like to say that I’m very upset that this could have happened. Although we haven’t known each other for very long, I feel that we are very similar in several ways. While my presidency only has a few days remaining, I’m prepared to do anything I can to assist you.

Get well soon,
Coleman Kolar, President of Kiddian States

Dashiki Camp
4 Snow huskies drive back into the Dashiki camp, bringing important news “We’ve found a fort upstream. Not too far from here!” Said one of them, climbing out of the turret. Gabriel removed the Cigar from his lips, half heartedly looking at the returning expeditionary force. “There’s your target…” He mumbled.