Things come to an end.
'Do you even know about personal privacy?' Thunders the titan as he tosses the infernus off himself.
Then he picks up his sword and with an electrifying thrust he slays the demon.
Swordsmen advance to crossbowmen, cannontroll fails his free counter.
2 crossbowskellies die.
Knights try to kill the highjacker orks, but their looted armor save them.
'Fabio! Seize control over the artefact! I shall make your way clear.'
He drinks his maniac eggnog, and plunges into the demonblood, which rapidly starts to eat him away; it behaves like acid.
'What are you doing Apollyon? This is madness!'
'Madness? No. It's a necessary sacrifice.'
'Here! All my power and might, smite the unholy in my sight!'
Due to the demonblood and eggnog power boost, Apollyon bursts out massive amounts of holy light...
Destroying EVERY undead unit on the field (yeah even the glommox, I just forgot to hack it apart).
However this feat takes his toll on the hero, and Apollyon perishes ; _ ;
Ork riders break free and even though I considered Beaky's corpse as heavy terrain and halved the movement, one of them can sprint far enough to...
SEIZE THE ARTEFACT!
The warboss bellows a warcry: 'ALL RIGHT BOYZ, LET'S GIT OUTTA HERE!'
This feat succeeds as every ork on the field moves to him, no matter the distance (although I rolled 1d6 damage for those who were too far as physical extortion, which resulted in the death of a bannerboy, and a lot of horse-deaths. Animal abuse is fun!), then they scram.
Final Kill Chart:
Apollyon - 37
Keldoclock - 12
FISH!!! - 16
Robot Monkey - 14
Silverdream - 11
silent-sigfig - 17
Warhead - 5
Bragallot - 3
'Sir Fabio, what shall we do?'
'Nothing! Too much precious life was wasted already! We'll retreat and strike later. After all, these are only filthy orks.'
'And what about the corpse of sir Apollyon?'
'He's contaminated, and it's far too risky to escort him... that winged horror might chose him as a vessel to reborn! We'll leave him behind, but never forget his memory.'
The Imperial forces under the wise
leadership of Fabio, leave.
Handicapped cannontroll decides to follow the other orks. 'Wait for me!'
Meanwhile, at the Fortress of Evil:
'Enter, Fink and Ghoul, I hope you bring good news-'
'No, the MFS himself! I've returned from my vacation
, Deadlock. Time to settle some unfinished business.'
'So you made your way back from the Abyss. Not that it matters, I'll send you back in a minute.'
'We'll see about that.'
'Well, you might be stronger, but you will surely succumb to my khaos magik!'
'I've learned a couple of new tricks, immortal. You're not the only will-user now.
*zaps and energy bolts clash with eachother*
*sudden sound of glass breaking*
'My... MY STAFF! How is this possible?'
'Oh I'm sorry, have mine instead!'
the staff cuts in half and disarms Deadlock. Literally; his hands are chopped off.
'Well now, you should really pull yourself together Deadlock. After all, you're the efficient leader not I.'
'Your sarcasm doesn't affect me, Warhead. You may have destroyed this vessel I call body, but it'll be a matter of time for me to rebuild myself!'
'But what's the body without the soul, Deadlock? Quite a lucky coincidence that I obtained your soulblade. If I rend your immortal spirit and lock it inside it, you can have a legion of bodies, can't you?'
'My removal wouldn't change anything. My superiors already got my report, and soon they'll come...'
'LET THEM COME! LET ALL OF THEM COME! They'll all be crushed under my feet.'
Eerie shrieks fill the throne room as Deadlock's soul is culled from his broken body.
'I bit to the left you doofus! Oh hi Deadlock, we have quite bad ne... hey, you're not Deadlock!'
'Correct, Ghoul. I have to thank you for coming. I wouldn't have to hunt you down.'
several cuts later...
'Well-well... time to start everything from the beginning. Just like when I got freed.'
So that was Power of Destruction, hope you enjoyed it. Also, I'd like to thank everyone who participated in any of my battles this year, it was a blast!
The Coming Storm will continue in 2011!