Keaton whistles a tune to woo the animals into joining his cause.
This is a cow who barely noticed [failure!]
"Wow, okay, fine, I guess," he says, climbing onto his pegasus.
In anger he whirls the beast behind the Archohellenium and scores a heroic kill.
Nearby, the Vasli spearman engages his own foe.
He wins handily. This man truly does not miss.
The other Vasli jumps into a stalemate.
A clan warrior gets a deadly prostate exam.
As the victorious rider gallops on, his mate lowers his lance.
The warrior, with a series of very impressive Over the Top rolls, grabs the lance and uses it to leap into the saddle.
The kick is so impressive, in fact, that the Vasli knight dies upon hitting the ground. The warrior has a horse! He had to drop his weapon, however...
The Liossan Veterans advance as they are able.
The stalemate ends, and now only one Vasli infantryman remains.
"I hast a most brilliant plan!" Athelard shouts, "I shall poureth this gunpowder into the tower and thee, mine own wonderous dragon, shall ignite it with thy breath, sending this entire tower sky high!"
The dragon isn't impressed, but obeys anyway.
--After much fuss and hassle trying to take a cool picture I just gave up. The feat succeeded by a narrow margin and thus merely managed to blow the tower off it's foundation and a few feet from its original location--
The building lands with a creak of lumber and groaning of stone.
The crossbowman unleash their bolts at the pegasus, scoring huge damage.
The beast plummets to earth, dead, and Keaton is tossed aside. He sits up, in a daze, and considers shedding a tear.
Akhilleus produces a chicken. "Ares!!!" he shouts.
He sacrifices the clucker.
--Elsewhere--
"And then the fools just dragged the entire thing inside the gate!" Ares rants to Enyo, his lover, during a pleasant walk by this singular tree.
"Oh, hold on," he interrupts himself, "I'm getting something from the Brikverse..."
He peers with eyes that are not eyes and sees Akhilleus call for his aid.
"Hm. I see. Trojan Grain Mill, how topical... four armies locked in battle... a dragon??? Oh! And he brought an Automaton. I don't need to drag myself all the way there, then."
Ares seats his helmet, his visage vanishing into the inky blackness of the steel.
"Let me see what I can do..."
The Automaton shudders for a moment, its will stolen and replaced by that of the mighty god.
He winds up and throws the great spear toward the red beast, mechanical joints quaking with effort.
The spear pierces the dragon's shoulder and wing and nearly cuts down the hero Athelard.
"Escape!" he pleads with the dragon, "and recover! I will finish here, go and be well!"
The dragon limps away, leaving Athelard on the tower with his men.
--Yeah this was a cop out. The dragon is a huge pain to pose and he just kept falling over and messing everything up. Sorry, ninja, I held out as long as I could--
The troops advance, ready for the fight. (The Automaton will function as the Archohellenic Hero for now. Akhilleus is demoted to an Officer)
One of the warriors carefully grabs a new wardrobe and does his best to conceal his axe. He walks confidently.... where could he be going with that key?
I'm sure it's nowhere important.
Two warriors charge the Vasli rider but a stalemate occurs.
The last warrior, with much skill, packs the tent into a sack. "What now?" he thinks.
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