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(The drakes used for space invaders weren't your spies...)

(Captive drakes, considering mine are making a break for it...One can assume, dangnabbit! >.>)

The three are still making a break for it, looking an inconspicuous as possible. Once out, the plan is to go for a mile or two, take dragon form, and then fly back.

KAMAKAZI GNOMES FTW!!!!!!

*Some of my Netherwing whelps are watching Azu's 3 drakes, to make sure they get away safely*

*Spaceship is fully repaired*
NOW, WITNESS THE POWER OF THIS FULLY CHARGED DEA-*Ahem* Ëlf, please come up to the bridge. We've got dragons to destroy!

*I walk up to the bridge* Lets finish them. (WOuld i be OP'ed/Not fair if i had it so some of my whelps broke the weapon without being seen?)

(Probably not.)

(Ok, just making sure.)
*Without you or anyone noticing, some of my whelps quickly flew into your weapon, broke acouple things, and left.*

*Loses connection to the main weapons*
*Activates auxiliary weapons*

*Calls the senior staff together*
We have an infiltrator, generals. Luckily, I know which one...
*Watches as suspense grows*
*Shoots brigadier general Kavanaugh*

I knew that one couldnt be trusted. *My whelps report to me telepatickly(i know i spelt that wrong...) that they have disabled all weapons, and that no one saw them do this.*

Meanwhile, my blues have successfully made it back to me, and has reported whatever info they could manage and destroyed whatever seemed important. We prepare for war, but we're definitely going to avoid making the first move, seeing as we have the smaller numbers. I run them through the same strstegies that have always seemed to work; ice block, ice block, ice block. The undead Stormwind gryphon riders stand ready at action, and I'm keeping a close eye on them, just in case.

(In real warfare, the smaller force would usually attack, with guerilla tactics...)
Now that we've taken care of that ugly guy, it's time to deal with the REAL infiltrator!
*Suspense grows*
*Shoots Major Erichson*

...Not intended, honestly. It's an archaic version of a common Swedish name.

*Azu notices some Nether wing whelps flying around wehre she is*

*With Saturo* *I stand there, awaiting orders*

"Now that the traitors aare taken care of, we recently spotted a small problem in the turrets. Engineering?"
"The targetting system is currently a bit bugged, yes. It won't tell the difference between 'our' dragons, and their dragons."
"So it will shoot on both?"
"We set them to not shoot on either. Wouldn't want to loose troops, yo-..."
"Set them to fire on both. Ëlf, keep your dragons out of the turrets LOF. How is work on theengines?"
"Proceeding well."

Meanwhile, I inform the Nethers to lie low. We don't want Saturo to get any ideas. I send a small group of drakes daily to get in, cause whatever damage they can, freezing systems as best as possible from a distance, and retreating. At a distance, it's merely a slick of frost that melts fairly quickly, assuming it hits.

With that, I still pace, debating allies. Maybe the bronze. I think I'll help 'em with the infinite and if they help me...Hrm...

"Why is it snowing?"
"The thermal shields are a bit flawed."

*recruits a small number of bronze drakes (five, ten.) to help. With the bronze, blues, and the handful of undead gryphon riders I have, I take dragon form, and give command for battle. We fly in.*

"Engines operational, Commander!"
"Excellent!"
*Gives the orders for the army to mobilize, and prepares a hyperjump to space, for some orbital bombardement*

((Not claiming my character knows that you're attacking, just a coincidence. Was planning to get flying after the next reply anyway.))