Redcloak: What the hell is wrong with me?!? Hobgoblin General: Of course, Supreme Leader. Redcloak: He pushed me out of the way… he saved my life. Hobgoblin: I regret to report that I am no longer fit for duty… and it lands on him instead, " THUD!", crushing him, "crack!" Panel 10 The soldier pushes Redcloak out of the way of the boulder at the last moment. Redcloak: Like why they haven’t fired their catapults yet…Īn enormous boulder comes flying in overhead, but Redcloak and the General don't see it.
Frankly, I have more important things to worry about. Redcloak: I didn’t really expect ANY of them to come back alive. Redcloak: They’re only there to kill as many humans as possible before the northern army takes the city anyway. Hobgoblin General: Supreme Leader, that will only increase casualties! Redcloak: Fine, tell them to press the attack, keep scaling the walls, keep on truckin’.
Hobgoblin General: What should I tell them? Between the forces of the wall and the rumors of some sort of tiny firebreathing avatar of Death, their troops are being slaughtered. Hobgoblin General: Sir, our southern commanders have just reported. What mortal can resist the siren song of, “Awww, come on!”? Monster in the Darkness: So am I gonna get something to devour soon? Redcloak and MitD stand with the reserves on the plain.