"I assure you that our expert will not disappoint this city. You have my word." Said Tyson with a smirk. His confident demeanor made Khama very uncomfortable, not to mention no who knew how powerful this so called 'expert'. Humans will always fear the unknown, and Khama was no exception to this rule.
"Very well then, let us make plans on how to deal with the southern wall issue. Anyone have any ideas?"
The room quieted down at Bhasera's question. No one had the courage to mention what they thought, not to mention only a handful of people had the authority to speak at this moment. After some thought, Khama grinned slyly and came up with a proposal.
"As we all know the Cole family is considered one of the four great families of Yani City, yet they have never made any great contributions to this city regarding the horde."
Tyson could not help but frown, "Khama, what are you getting at.?"
Khama could not help but rub his belly in excitement, "It's quite simple really. The Dwight, Oxlade and York families have defended this city from the horde for generations. The Cole family on the other hand has barely suffered any loses. Thus would this not be a good time to test the loyalty of the Cole family in our great city's time of need?"
A glint of understanding passed through Bhasera's eyes as he pulled his beard in thought. Khama then continued, "What if we were to leave the south wall to the Cole family. I am sure that your private army would be up to the task. Not to mention you have more than enough finances to hire mercenaries to assist you."
Tyson was about to interject but was beaten to it by Onismo. "It would certainly help, not to mention this is an opportunity to show your family's might and loyalty to the city."
Tyson started to quake with anger. This was a blunt attempt to put him into a corner! It was well known that the Cole family's greatest advantage was the fact that little was known about their background and their resources. If they were to do this then they would have to put everything they have out into the open! Not to mention that the Cole estate would be left unguarded. If the city knew what they were up to underground the results would be catastrophic.
"If you lack money, my Oxlade family will lend you some."
"My York family will also lend you some troops to assist if you lack numbers."
Onismo and Khama quickly took this opportunity to cut off any escape routes Tyson had left. It was up to Bhasera to put the final nail on the coffin."Then it is settled. As per city law, during times of war, I as the mayor have complete control of the city. I hereby place it under martial law and command the Cole family to defend the southern wall at any cost. The Oxlade family will assist financially while the York family with assist with manpower. As for the matter regarding the two star creature, we will have to push it aside and deal with it later. Right now we can only deal with each matter as they come. Further communications will be done via spells. General Onismo, you have complete control of the city's forces and are given permission to do as you wish. I will lead the Fusion Realm experts when the time is right.Meeting adjourned!"
Without giving Tyson any time to give input, Bhasera slammed his fist on the table and stood up, walking away briskly. Onismo, Khama and a few High Elders followed closely behind. Leaving behind a few High Elders from the Cole family, plus an angry and humiliated Tyson, slumping in his seat. He quickly massaged his temples, thinking of the troubles that followed.
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Some minutes later, Tyson, Kenshin, Sula and Bastian were meeting in Tyson's office. Bastian and co had been informed on what had happened during the elder meeting.Bastian and Tyson had been communicating ever since the duo last met and had an understanding of each other's circumstances. Thus Bastian was not surprised, only impressed.
"Those foolish old bastards!"
Sula slammed the desk in the office as soon as her anger reached its limit. She was fuming, and Tyson expected such a reaction from her. Hr didn't even calm her down, and let her spew profanities until she was done. Kenshin was as active as a stone statue while Bastian was munching on snacks, enjoying the show.
Once Sula calmed down somewhat, she noticed how Bastian was looking at her and got infuriated once again, pointing a finger at him.
"What are you looking at?"
"You." Said Bastian with his mouth full. He continued munching away, resulting in a crunching sound that echoed throughout the room.
"You think this is funny? You think we have time for your stupid antics? My brother just got humiliated and thrown to the wolves, and as his ally all you can do is stand there mocking me?" Sula slowly walked toward Bastian as she talked in a deep tone that was unusual for a woman who seemed as delicate as she was.
Bastian opened his mouth, threw in a snack and said, "Yes. No, No."
Sula was confused, "What is that supposed to mean?"
Bastian coughed, and threw away the snacks he was eating. "Yes I do think it is funny. Very amusing actually. No we don't have time for antics, but the one performing the time wasting antics is you, not I. No I did not mock you, but I certainly can. I do have a request, and I will inform you of it, once you calm down and focus on what's important."
"What might that be? Hmm?" Sula put her face right in front of Bastian, in direct confrontation of the latter. Bastian's response made her cool down a bit. "My request is simple, focus on the problem that is dire, instead of the problem that angers you. Its inefficient."
"Right now we have a dragon that wants us dead, an city of nobles that wants us dead, and an entire horde of monsters to boot. We don't have time for your shit. I personally enjoy breathing, so how about we deal with those matters first."Bastian considered himself to be a laid back, and he was. So him becoming so serious had an odd effect, even Tyson was moved by Bastian's words, not to mention Sula. Kenshin could not help but nod in approval.Tyson put his hand on his sister's shoulder. Calming her town. He squeezed tightly, making her come back to her senses. She stepped back and crossed her arms in front of her ample chest."Our family does not have enough soldiers to deal with the aquatic daemons, and the support given by the Oxlade and York families is non existent. They just said that to force me into a position with no excuse."Bastian grinned and started moving his hands in a way that one does when they are washing their hands in water. In looked
Kit took a deep breath. His heart was racing, but his mind was surprisingly clear. Maybe he just couldn't hear himself think against the blaring noise of the sirens of Yani city warning them all of what was coming, a constant reminder of the impending doom in Kit's ears.His uniform was new, or it may have been Kit had never seen actual battle, which did little to inspire his men's faith in him. He led a band of mercenaries that had been hired by the elders of the city about ten years earlier for this very purpose. It was less a band and more like a small army and for ten years they had known the horde was coming. They had talked about this day, trained for it, and waited for it for ten years. Now the day had arrived and the city expected to get its money's worth.It was obvious that the past ten years had been all talk for most of the mercenaries belonging to the avenging shield mercenary group. They wore light black leather uniform. Kit, their commander,
Yani city itself was situated on a large desert island. the island itself was about the size of a small country. The daemon horde usually came from the far south east region of the island where there was a vast jungle that had not yet been consumed by the desert. While the inhabitants of the city could leave whenever they wanted, the island happened to be rich in one thing: minerals, and lots of them. This is what had drawn humans to the island and forced them to stay. Now the city was thriving and it was too late to turn back.As Kit scanned the horizon all he could see was sand and trees until the point where the sky touched the ground. But there was no doubt about it, the horde was coming. He turned around on Valo, to face his men."Listen." He said, calmly. His voice was loud and clear, and as the archers on top of the walls were all cultivators he knew he didn't have to speak very loud for them to hear him. "Can you hear it?" as the wind faded into the backg
He was one of Kit's commanders and had been charged to hold the eastern wall. Now as the behemoths came closer he found that all the thoughts that had plagued him earlier. All the uncertainty seemed to fade away. Now his mind was clear, except for one thought. It was of her. He imagined her waiting for him in the city after the battle, and held on tight to the memory. They were getting closer now. Large, herbivorous behemoths with three large horns arranged in a triangle; two on its head and one on at the tip of its snout. They shook the earth as they knocked down anything in their way. If they got through then the city would definitely fall.Suddenly something heavy came down on him. He hadn't expected it. It knocked his horse over, throwing him to the ground. it was the corpse of a thunderbird that had been slain in mid-air. As he fell he spun around and kicked the thunderbird into the path of an oncoming behemoth. The lumbering beast tripped on the corpse, resulting in a d
She regained her footing and prepared to fire again. The thunderbird was busy snapping at something. She realised it was one of her men that the alpha thunderbird must have snatched as it swept over the wall.A few more chomps and it swallowed, leaving a dismembered leg to fall limp to the ground. Meera conjured another bow and began firing arrow-lances like crazy. With amazing agility it dodged them all and returned for another bite.it was clear the alpha was faster and stronger than normal thunderbirds, but Meera kept firing. As it swept over the wall again it snatched up another soldier with its tremendous jaws and took another one in its talons. The soldier trapped in its talons was still alive and was struggling to get free. The alpha thunderbird simply squeezed and there was a crunching noise. The soldier stopped struggling. The talons released him and he fell limp all the way to the hard ground.The alpha thunderbird made another hundred and eighty degree
Bastian sat in the Cole family garden. It was a charming botanical wonder full of flowers Bastian had never seen before and well trimmed trees and hedges in neat little rows. Soon the plan would be put into action, and Bastian's mind had been racing. Several gardeners were tending to the maize of stunning flora. His clothes were fine and comfortable, provided by Tyson Cole while Bastian had been living under his house to prepare for the ensuing battle that was to come. His hair was growing again, in fact he found it grew quite quickly, but Bastian had become accustomed to keeping it short.He had been taking walks in Tyson Cole's garden more frequently in the past few days, choosing to seclude himself in meditative isolation as much as he possibly could, and he knew why. Since the deafening roar – no, that was too recent – since he had woken up in a foreign body in this foreign land and trapped with this foreign soul inside him that claimed to have become a
Kitrid started breaking into a cold sweat, because Meera's point was quite valid. Best way to deal with a horde this size is to deal with the alpha. The problem was that in this case the alpha might be too strong for them to handle, so Kitrid was not sure how they were going to go about it."What is taking Tyson so long? The support he promised should be here by now" Kitrid was fighting on the east wall facing the south east direction from which the horde was coming from. Due to the fact that his troops faced the full brunt of the horde, the elder council had promised support. Tyson Cole represented the elders by giving his word that he would send reinforcement if they were in dire straits.At the moment they had lost thousands of men. Thousands more were injured and even more were to fall in battle if this were to continue. The birds in the sky and the beasts on the ground formed a perfect combination minimizing all the advantages Kitrid and his troops had. 
Every ten or so years Yani City would accept a new batch of mercenaries within their city. The unsuspecting mercenaries usually came from far away lands, so they had no clue regarding the tragedies that would befall them from the horde. On the Sovereign Continent, wars were as numerous as the stars in the night sky.Plenty of cities and countries would rely on mercenaries to deal with the problems that plagued the, with Yani city being no exception. The difference between the weak and strong however became apparent at this point, with the strong cites having strong home grown armies.Onismo York stood above a pile of daemon corpses.These were some of the birds that had made it over the wall. Onismo had stationed his men just behind the west and north side of the wall just in case the mercenaries were overwhelmed.The man was adorned in armour from head to toe while his right hand held a large battle axe that was far bigger than what his body should be able