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Ryuko's murderous grin simply widens as she turns to Florida.
"Oh, so you think Ryuko's home now? Do you think that timid little quim could do this? Well....maybe, if she quit being such a pussy and got off her ass and did all the work instead of making me do it."

Bertholt, for his part, looks deeply uncomfortable about what just transpired between Sharne and Kaldach, but resolves to hold his tongue. There were more pressing matters at hand.
13,11, heal Sharne

Ryuko simply snorts and cracks her knuckles as she looks over the group of incapacitated orcs.
"Oh, the FUN I'd have if you weren't all protected by some dumb magic thing. Well, go on, then. Interrogate them. I'm itching to get my hands dirty. Ooh, can I beat up the leader? He looks nice and big. His face looks punchable."

Ryuko looks around, still pulsing with adrenaline, looking massively irritated by the large hole in her hoodie. She emits a low, growling noise.
"God fucking damn it. These assholes cut another hole in my clothes. I need to go grab some spares! Just ask them shit already so we can leave!"

The remaining orc minions still standing recover from the utter chaos of the battle as they look around, scrabbling for weapons to attempt to fight back, only to realise the rest of their companions are lying very still on the field, barely breathing, as if preserved by some sort of magic and held at the very brink of death, and their leader is sitting in the middle of the group, impaled hard through the chest with a spear. Their only escape route, the hole through the wall, is blocked off by Hector and Ryuko, staring at them with a predatory glare.

They drop their weapons, raising hands to surrender. There is no point in fighting or running. Only waiting for what comes after.

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Objective: Defeat Scrak Rainfire achieved. Map complete!
+2 Stat Points to allocate.

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Ophelia's voice sounds in their heads suddenly.
>Good job. I had expected to have had to assist you more, but it seems you didn't need it. Discord's magic is still upon them, preserving them in a near-death state; perhaps he means to use them for later. I cannot imagine he has unlimited armies. If possible, figure out what you can from them and then extract them. Better we deny Discord his soldiers.<

"Alissa, stay close to me!"
Cecil heads for the exit, sweeping up Malcolm on the way as he bundles him into his arms like a sack of potatoes, while keeping an eye on his dancer friend.

8,4

Tower
Turn Four
Battle Theme ~Teleglitch Track 2~
Objective: Rout all enemies.

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Mircea, with a great exertion of will pulls his reins up and swipes his massive spear around the spiders within reach as he boosts back in, slaying quite a few. His allies are heartened by the show of force, continuing to fight on. Leonidas, similarly inspired, exerts a massive effort as his own weapon strikes out with massive obsidian flames, shattering the remaining spiders.

Kumo, undaunted by her opponent's speed, slashes out once more to attack the Silicate Stalker, landing a glancing blow and sending cracks skittering in a small area around where she landed her blow. The fragments of its body, however, are suddenly sprayed into Kumo's eyes as the Stalker screeches, throwing the shrapnel in an attempt to blind and wound Kumo. Indeed, she is temporarily blinded as the shards land, forced to stagger back and narrowly avoiding all but one attack from the other spiders, tearing a gash in her side.

Electricity runs across Crocoite's carapace, closing the cuts in his armour inflicted by the spiders.

Seven spiders amble out of the woods, ready for battle. The sound of a large horde skittering not far behind can be heard.
>I sense this next wave will be far larger. Brace yourselves for a swarm.<
A large wave of reinforcements will arrive in two turns.

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