As the Imperials continue their attempted envelopment of the pyramid- only frustrated to the east, where Osokan-held buildings can still fire upon Imperials rying to gather there- the tempo of play is all down to Drakkon.
After his shouted orders, his people are about to mvoe, but he checks them with a gesture.
Fire still blasts into the pyramid; a couple of Osokans are blwon down and debris showers all over Drakkon as he talks, now in Basic.
"You feel you have won something today, General. A great victory. You are mistaken."
Coll has actually shot Drakkon during this exchange. Drakkon has not evewn glanced down, as the wound closes.
"I am Drakkon, Guildmaster of Lanzar. I was taught by Rogan, and made my name in the killing fields, and took upon the sacred trust of Kileen. By all those sacred powers invested in me, I declare this: Today is the day the Empire is defeated. For people will see this moment... and they will remember.
"And the simple of their rememberance shall be..." Drakkon raises his weapon at you again, Coll. "YOUR HEAD!"
He swipes his kinfe forwards. The Osokans all give a mighty scream as well... and charge.
And Drakkon and his bodyguard are charging too- and they are heading straight for Coll.
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It is roughly at this time that Melkor's troopers begin to die also. The Hunters are buried in the slushy mud that the bombardment has turned the ground into. The first any of you know of it is when troopers are pulled down as if swamp monsters of legend lay within.