Bavarian Royalty
Klaus Jr. pushes the Ork prince back.
He does a backflip, like some gold ninja.
Prinz Klaus Von Bavaria: Well fought, Ork. You will have to strike harder than that though.
Prinz Klaus Von Bavaria: Enûma Eliš
*CHING*
*CHING*
The spear, thrown off course by the Ork's quick reaction stops after penetrating it's own master's flesh. -1hp
Without speaking, the Prinzess turns her laser onto the Ork shaman.
Karl's pistol kills the dino.
Immortal + Terrorkhan
OTCs cut through heads like a hot knife through butter.
The daemon points his staff, and fires it with a terrifying boom.
The Americans are almost eliminated, if not for the famed pitcher, Brick Blockson.
The daemon's horns glow, and a beam of light emerges.
Brick Blockson will survive.
Yankees
Brick Blockson: Ay you! Ya want some a this? Keep tha change ya filthy animal!
It never hurts this bad when baseballs are fumbled.
Brick is still alive, just knocked over.
Everyone's favourite mustached patriot climbs the rock surface.
NAMELESS PATRIOT: Excuse me, do you hate democracy, liberty and freedom? Do you hate America? Are you a propagator of the socialist agenda? Do you personally eat babies?
Prinz Klaus Von Bavaria: America? The United Systems Alliance is a strong nation, lead by and inhabited by weaklings. It is a marvel that an industrial and military superpower is lead by an inefficient bureaucratic mess and a President who excells as a public speaker instead of a warrior. The fact that your pu-
NAMELESS PATRIOT: KICK OF FREEDOM!
Klaus Jr. catches him, and throws him aside.
RIP. You had a cool mustache.
The other Yankees attempt to wound the Bavarians.
Sadly, none of them manage to land a shot.
OVERVIEWS SOON. SORRY FOR THE DELAY
