The palace is now completed. It is generally in the shape of a huge dome, with a tower in the middle, and columns around the outside.
The mages entered the huge building, walking through corridors to defensive positions on the outside walls. They noticed some wyvyrn riders, and brought a couple of wyvyrns down with fireballs, leaving the beasts of the forest to deal with the riders.
Quintus entered the palace, and entered the main court, and approached the throne, and sat down on the slightly smaller chair to the side of it. He would be in control for now.
Might as well set up the automated systems.
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On the outer walls of the palace, what had looked like gargoyles started to move, and the robotic troll wizards started to fire off spell after spell at the force approaching from the South.
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//Invaders? South? Melkoth is coming from the East, and he is alone apart from Abodahon and Alpha Retan.//
As he approached Retangrad, Melkoth noted the force that had moved to be South of the city. "How curious..."
He noted the 100 wyvyrns flying in the sky, their riders looking intently to the South. He grinned. Who are they looking for? No matter, they are in our way.
He took a deep breath, and exhaled, at high speed, a gas discovered long ago in the Black Empire, one that was instantly fatal only to wyvyrns. I moved towards the city and the skies above, a faint green trace, and the 100 or so wyvyrns directly above the city died and dropped down, crushing buildings in the city below, and causing either great injury or death to their riders.
He then chucked a lump of rock that had materialised in his left hand down and accross into the mass of 5000 soldiers, like an asteroid, smashing in the centre of the group, killing about half of them, most of them in the centre of the group. It injured many others.
He waited for Abodahon, and maybe Alpha Retan, to attack.
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Franco left the palace, leaving standing orders for his subordinates, and left South, in order to look over the border of the next country, soon to be invaded.
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Haraldur nodded. "Now I must leave. In the meantime, allocate yourselves your respective houses in the Urbanates."
Haraldur walked over to the doorway, and entered, passing through the shield.
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Tesla kept watching the doorway as the people walked towards the Urbanates, and then went onto strange floating trains, which carried them towards them.
The Urbanates were very tall buildings, with a courtyard in the middle. In the courtyard were various service centres, ranging from distribution to health, to libraries (not much use as yet as most could not yet read, although that was changing) and swimming pools.
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Haraldur arrived on Gaian again, his aura stronger than ever. Even those not magically adept (yet... hehe) could feel his presence all over the universe. For those more sensitive than others, the aura seemed to fill the atmosphere thickly, like a red and black fog, with dashes of grey.
His father would undoubtedly be acting against the Crimson Empire, so I can attack the Crimson Empire beforing turning my attention to my father.
He flew west, towards the Crimson Empire, and the city of Barnsby, in the heart of the Empire, and full only of bueaucrats and those who serve them, the merchants and bankers, and other scum. He would raze it to the ground to announce his quick return.
In the meantime his aura was so thick that some of it got dissolved in clouds, despite being not a very soluble substance, causing red rain.
