[WinterWings]

"Let them come."

When the news reached the ears of the Herald's daughter, her response was swift.
The defensive forces of the Coat mustering alongside the offensive, preparing to fight two separate battles if necessary.
Boulders were gathered, spikes planted, and pitch began to boil in reply.

The Black Priestess makes a public response.

"The humes gather like ants beneath us, afraid of what we may do should we be allowed to stand.
The Leashed-Don follows the whims of his wife, the one whom worships Naysien's dinner,
even as Novus once more leaps onto a moving bandwagon."

"It's pathetic really.
What a merry band of retards."

"As soon as we retake our lands, we will be defending them,
and I have no intentions of seeing them lost a second time."

Naysien's Coat stands ready.