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"I was wondering when they'd get arround to attacking us," Alenee says as she readies an arrow. She steps between the others, clearing both their melee weapons and giving herself some cover. Arrow held back, she scans the mist for a target, ready to release at the first sign of threat.
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As Alenee notches her arrow, the clinking stops. The sound of engines running can be heard in the distance, and then...

 

A black ball, about the size of a Kwama egg, falls off the ceiling, and unfolds itself in the middle of the group. It starts spraying the mist throughout the hall, then lashes at the group with sharpened poles. you cannot see the rest of it. Suddenly, the clinking starts again, and looming out of the mist are three steam centurions and four sphere centurions.

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Grey-Fox observes the fighting from the branch of a nearby tree. Fully hidden in a black cloak and in the shadows, with a deep scar crossing down his left eye, instantly pulls a dart out and pins a scrib to a rock nearby below the tree after being irritated by its thumping for some time.

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