originally posted in:The New Dojo
The fish had now reached the midway point of the village, and archers had taken the wall to the north. The obese fish remained alive, setting fire to the village with brutal efficiency. Inside, things were chaos as fish ran, stealing and killing everything they could. One man was eaten alive by the obese walls, shoved down their throat without chewing.
Meanwhile on the outside, the cannon to the east had been destroyed, burned and crushed by the dragon. However Rose would come to a choice as the fish began loading the heavy iron rounds. Was it better to get hit by a more deadly force, or stop the men inside the village, though her fire would be of little use there.
Or perhaps turn attention to the lumbering colossus in the distance, who had slowed down to observe the fire, planning its attack.
Either way she would have to decide quick, to avoid suffering the consequences of all three.
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The cannons would prove more problems, and all she had to do was take them on from any other angle aside from the front. Taking to the air again, she flew around the clearing, landing near the next set of cannons now as she continued tube vicious attack; assaulting the encampments with a speed and veracity that left the crew dead and the cannons down, making sure not to be caught in their sights.
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The problem was that the cannons were set up in the cardinal directions of the village, with an extra two to the north. It would take little adjustment to fire, though the shock had rendered the southern cannons useless. The village was mostly in flames by now, the fish begging to retreat under the blood and havoc with stolen currency, armor, weapons and people. They had razed the village, and would start the retreat, having accomplished their goal. With everything in order, Tarry ordered his troops to fall back with the stolen goods, and the giant turned to walk away. The village had been sacked to smoldering ruins, and a massive fire raged across the plains. The dragon had saved [i]itself[/i] from the cannons, but had not saved the burning village. Throwing firebombs at the building and ground behind them, the Giants and fish slowly began to trickle out of the village and under the cover of the burning grass and dark plains. However, they had taken a major blow, and would have to wait awhile before another full blown siege of an area. They would bide their time.
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The dragon hadn't given up yet, taking to the air after ravaging another encampment, noticing the lack of action in the town as the fighting lessened. Either knew side was retreating or one side was nearly dead, and the massive red god wanted to be sure. Circling around, it hovered low, disrupting the smoke and searching for any survivors, and any fish it came across would be crushed, torn apart and shredded by the furious might of the dragon. Its talons serving as honed swords, and its wings creating a tornado of wind that cleared the smoke from the areas it was near.
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It had taken ten minutes for the fish men to scamper off in the cover of the brush, only a few being caught with their foolhardy recklessness. The massive roaring creature turned back, having not even needed to do it's job, and contrary to its movement from before, moved at incredible speeds as it disappeared into the fog. The fog thickened in the night as the last fish escaped. They had both ransacked the village, and stolen armor, weapons and other such goods. Their hit and run tactic worked, and who knew what would happen next, if they managed to control their new goods. For now however, it was one of the first destroyed villages under a dome, all by the fishy men of the ocean. [spoiler]End of the Siege of Gardinwal, fish have stolen guns and armor, gained ideas, and a small amount of slave labor. Next attack will occur in an undetermined amount of time, especially with my mini-break. [/spoiler]