Glossing...
Glossing...
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“Senior Guardsman Relc, belay that! There’s a brawl in the marketplace. Get over there and stop the fighting!”
“Relc!”
“Shut up and get moving! I need everyone there, now.”
“We’ll count your hours later, move!”
“Don’t do it again? Relc’s a wild card. If he weren’t a [Spearmaster], I’d have no time for half the trouble he causes. I’m going to consider this as an ‘interdisciplinary act between partners.’ You two are a good team. I won’t keep you. Get some rest. If anything, you made my day when I heard about it.”
“Well, that’s my fault for trusting Relc. Alright, settle down. We’re going to make it quick. Evening patrol has to go out, but we’re all gathered today, and we had a little whip-round to celebrate you, Klbkch.”
“Alright, that’s enough! Relc, you’re already in trouble. Stop causing trouble or I’ll order Klbkch to punch you again. We’ve taken enough of Klbkch’s time—we’ll see you at Wishdrinks.”
“You punched Relc?”
“Are you tired, Klbkch?”
“If I did that to Senior Guardsman Klbkch, I’d have to censure Jeiss and Beilmark and all the others. Relc would never get paid. And about the punch.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“I’ll walk with you downstairs. Are you heading back to your Hive?”
“…I’m sure Relc had it coming. You’ve now joined every single Senior Guard and half the regulars who’ve taken some kind of swing at him. I’ll overlook this with a stern warning.”
“Not this time. Senior Guardsman Klbkch, apologies for the surprise.”
“Ten years. Well, it’s not exactly ten years, but it’s close enough to the day the Antinium entered Liscor. We thought this was the day to celebrate it.”
“Relc, you idiot. Didn’t you drop a hint?”
“Good. Do it!”
“Where are the damned Antinium?”
“Why by the damned Ancestors—”
“Where the hell were you? And where are the other Soldiers? I don’t need fifteen of them, I need every single one in your Hive! Bring them out!”
“That is exactly what’s happening! Or do you not see the undead? I am authorizing you to bring all your Hive! Bring the Soldiers and all the Workers then! We need barricades, fortifications—”
“Where are the Antinium? Send a message to the Queen at once! We need Soldiers!”
“Watch the damned Ghouls! They’re strong enough to rip your scales apart if you let them!”
“Tkrn! Where are you? Get over here!”
“Your Queen can take her damned ritual or whatever it is and shove it—”
“Why?”
“The Workers, then. We could use them. Not just for building. If they can fight—”
“You’re serious.”
“If we didn’t have a horde of the undead trying to eat us all, I’d be more worried. The citizens are either in their homes or fighting with us. If these Workers kill a few zombies, I won’t shed any tears.”
“The one who got Klbkch killed?”
“Will you stay and fight?”
“You heard the Ant. Looks like we’ve got no choice. We need to close those gates. Get Relc. He’s the only one who has a chance of cutting his way through. I’ll grab a squad and push up.”
“What is that?”
“Whatever the reason is, I can’t spare anyone. She’s not a citizen here, and we’re up to our necks in trouble. The Human will be on her own.”
“Here!”
“Do you know what that thing is?”
“Can you kill it?”
“The Antinium? Why—”
“Relc!”
“Just stop it for now while I call a retreat. We’ll set up another street and give you a chance—”
“Being? It’s not undead?”
“Fall back!”
“I got that. Can you take it out with just them?”
“Tkrn. What’s happening out there?”
“Where the hell are the other guards? Why aren’t those gates closing?”
“Have them pick off any stragglers that break through. We’ll hold the line here and push forwards. Now, where’s Relc?”
“Are you Human cowards or guardsmen? Put your tails into it!”
“That doesn’t make sense. I saw those gates closing! What could have…?”
“This area is secure. I’ve got civilians holding bows, and a few mages are catching any Crypt Lords they see. You go and organize the adventurers. Tell Relc I want to see him, and find Olesm! We need his Skills!”
“Crypt Lords. They’re extremely dangerous. Shoot them down if you can. But what about the southern gates? If they’ve fallen—”
“If it was him, we’d be dead already. There aren’t any Giants or Bone Horrors or Ghosts or any of the other undead he brought last time. No—this is something else.”
“If he’s here, find him! I’ve got to go. The east streets need help.”
“The Necromancer?”
“Close ranks!”
“We shouldn’t be fighting in the streets! If we can get close to those gates and close them, these undead will die outside the city. Why the hell are they still open?”
“Can you do that back-snapping thing many times?”
“Are all you Humans as damn crazy as this? Liscor is under attack!”
“I believe you.”
“Not that idiot. I mean the Necromancer.”
“Why’s that?”
“Fall back! Fall back to Tesseract street!”
“Fall back! Fall back!”
“Crypt Lords standing guard? That’s…”
“What else?”
“Until then, follow me. We’ve got to use this moment until your Soldiers all die.”
“Kill these things and I’ll give you a medal. Now start casting or I’ll slice your damn hands off!”
“Good. They won’t get through that way, then. But this is insane.”
“We have countless witnesses who saw the undead emerge from the ruins. Besides, I doubt a [Necromancer] of your level could reanimate more than five bodies, let alone a horde like this.”
“This is a state of emergency. If we can’t push the undead back soon, they will overrun this place. Your Soldiers can buy us some time, but there’s not enough. We need all fifty and soon. More than that. We need all of them! Talk to your Queen. Tell her we need help!”
“He must sense you’re a threat.”
““You wouldn’t make it out the gates before they surrounded you. And that thing is too much for you to handle alone.””
““Well. We may have time if that’s the case.””
““Drink whatever potions you need. Rest if you must. But get back to casting quickly, mage.””
““Then why did it leave?””
““Be careful. If we lose you, our line will collapse.””
““Do you want me to try and save one Human in this mess?””
““Relc!””
““And why the girl? Why is it going out after that Erin Solstice? The one who got Klbkch killed?””
““No matter what that thing is doing, we can’t spare anyone to go after it, let alone you. If we knew what it was doing, then maybe—””
““What about reanimating the undead we’ve already slain? How many times can it do that?””
““But there are a lot of them, and they just don’t stop coming.””
““We need you to keep casting, Human. If you can’t, we have plenty of mana potions—””
““What did you mean? That creature is waiting?””
““It makes no sense. They’re not congregating in one spot, and they’re attacking every side. Like a real army would do. And that guard they have around the gates is—””
“Who?”
“You! What’s happening?”
“What?”
““Someone must pay.””
““I want those Humans responsible for unleashing the undead held accountable!””
““The Council wants to hold someone responsible. And if it won’t be the adventurers, it will be this Guild. You choose which one.””
““Human.””