So it’s been a while, heh. Hope you didn’t miss us.

According to our last post, we were in the middle of a siege at our large phallic metaphor fueled by our hearth of sin. Being beset by buxom Mousies means we need to harden our resolve. More specifically, we have Mordred, with her bone summons; Sapphire, armed with magic azure; The Lady of of leadership, sieges and swordsmanship. and Lily with her wonderful mech of dubious combat ability.

While of course, we have our selection of non-hero units, mostly shroom-based. Bigshrooms represent our best melee fighters at the moment. At their feet, we have scout shroom’s mobility and the leafling’s agility and poison. Otherwise, we have the most basic melee unit for the bulk of our forces, the mushminions.

It appears that we have yet to develop higher technology units in fields outside of scouting. Honestly, aren’t Bigshrooms and mushminions more like worker units? Granted, good scouts let us develop a strategic advantage, with a strong economy. Yet, the counter to economy builds is always aggression. Hopefully, the surplus of strong hero units will make the difference.

Otherwise we may have to use something best kept locked up….

Hmm, well dear readers, it appears that we may have another option should all else fail. Even if the creature that should not be freed fails to win us the day, then we could gamble it all, double or nothing on Ophelia herself winning the battle. Emphasis on the gamble. Yet perhaps all talk of these emergency tactics should wait until we are in danger of losing.

Down on the front, our fearless general Ceres is holding the line. Without the basis of a well rounded army, she has focused on microing the melee units under her command. Whenever our beloved mushies are damaged by the onslaught of mice, she would order another to take its place.

And so the plan was executed. Hanna generates impressive illusion copies of her and wendy, sending them on a charge against the flank of the enemy lines

And here we see the Rune Sniper in her natural habitat. Miles away from any actual combat, just casually having a smoke while waiting for targets to appear. Oh, and what’s this? Two casters appear out of the forest behind her allies. What will she do I wonder? Will she shoot at the heroes running to an eleventh-hour rescue? Or perhaps she will run?

Well fine then, just ruin all my setup for the last page and a half of terrible Steve Irwin and Nature Geographic style humour. See if I care.

Hmph I say, Hmph.

Of course she is! That doesn’t mean I don’t get to have fun with this job every once in a while. She takes out one of her special marked bullets and fires out a shot that redirects itself in the air and leaves behind a particle trail of ambient red magic.

meanwhile in the middle of the trees

What starts as a single snowflake materializing underneath Hanna’s leaping foot erupts into an icicle, throwing her forwards. One after another, in a display of monstrous talent and mana reservoir, an icy crust carries Hanna forwards at a speed that is just too fast to be fair for a caster to have.

On the other side of the battlefield, Mordred herself also catches wind of her hated opponent.

A long extinct Basilisk once traveled north in a world still whole. In these travels, the ambitious monster mated with an elder beast of ice and hatred. Something magical about the love these creatures shared allowed a two sterile creatures to have kinky sex and make a dread Ice Basilisk.

All this to say that the rime breath that the slime hottie let out carried the hints of their dreaded mother’s paralyzing glare. The potent combination of these two ancestral beasts magic creates the peak of unit immobilization magic.

A veil of shimmering light plays over Mordred’s supple flesh, before settling into the grace of beauty of a field of invisibility! The blue beauty falls to a knee to catch a breath below the sight lines of annoying huntresses.

Back with the dastardly sniper, the ice skating rabbit encircled her in an icy trap. Up the side of the rocks and back down the other, Hanna leaves a high, slippery wall behind the sniper.

The forces of Irony snap into effect as Mordred Slams down in front of the mouse with a heavy landing. The puffs of snow give way to a slow predatory release of the invisibility covering the face of the vengeful death knight.

The poor sniper slumps down after getting hit once. Her gun falls to the side, and an explosion of rune bullets pop out of her belt like rings from a blue hedge animal. Mordred grabs her ankle to drag the sniper away, whilst Hanna opens a call with Ophi.

For each mouse that falls under leafling poison or blunt force, half score mushminions fall to purchase that brief victory. Ceres does her best to limit casualties, but in a fight this desperate there is little she can do to keep all of our troops alive.

From behind the enemies, a surge of druid buffed minions charge out of stealth and into the most vulnerable and dangerous units that Bleu had unleashed on us. The melee undulates as the mice scramble to fight on all sides.

No! Do Not! Remember all that talk about that which should not be unleashed! This is that! Do not release the foul demon from his prison! Ophi I see you opening up the keyboard please give some thought to what I said! You can hear me right? You aren’t just ignoring my heartfelt advice? Wait, why am I muted?

From the twisted heart of the tower, sonorous squeaks echo out.

Wielding his daggers as if they were each a blade made from half a pair of scissors, the sole divershroom dives forward and shatters the clothing of the mice. Strands of the fabric waft through the air, and some of it lands on the divershroom’s armour. Unfortunately Life Fibres aren’t a thing in this setting.

The slight echo of his mistress’ command reached the loyal machine at the wood pile, where it was stacking and cutting logs into more usable segments. Deep in it’s cold heart, the distress in Lily’s voice jerks a gear into movement. With a flung axe, the heavy mech charges through the back of the mice army.

With the literally opposite of sneak attack, Ludias physically bodies his way through the gathered troops. The earth shakes at the heavy weight of his steel legs, and the flung bodies of mice finally hitting the ground.

Under the weight of four heroes leading the charge and combining their might, the enemy formation crumbles like cheese. Losses are still high, but now it’s finally not our lovely mushminions taking the losses. Instead we rout the annoying mice and finally claim true victory. Even if we had to release the creature to claim it.

Wait, didn’t they have an assassin? Oh no, we need to check on Ophi!

In a feat of exceptional reaction speed, Elgor snapped up his flimsy conjured shield against the Ninja’s sudden appearance. While it was designed to protect from experiments gone wrong, it managed to deflect the first strike that would have otherwise gutted him.

With a burst of sin-fueled speed, Ophi shoved herself between the poor academic and the Ninja.

With a sudden lunge, the Ninja goes for the attack.

However, the moment her feet leave the ground, a thick iron chain with a heavy steel ball wraps around her from behind.

At the first meaty slap upon the ass, the Ninja uses some bullshit get out of jail free ninja move to turn into a cloud of smoke. Which seems really bullshit powerful and why do they get to turn into clouds?

Oh she left her clothing. Huh. Wait, was it some sort of chain escape technique? Kinky…

I’ll tell you when you’re older Steve. Some things you need to level up to achieve.

And so have we defended the Hearth of Sin against the forces of Bleu’s army. We captured the Rune Sniper, along with a few hundred general mouse units. Perhaps viewers have an idea what we could do with these new prisoners of war?