Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150429173912/@comment-5650583-20150509175209

107.196.174.179 wrote: From a platform high above the pass, and a ways away from the advancing cabal lines, A captain watched as the goliaths from both leigons formed together and pushed ahead of the troops, clearing a path and decimating any resistance before them. Raising a hand to her comms, she hissed a command. "Now." From a cave entrance, several pikes boosted out onto the battlefield. The goliaths instantly began firing on them, but as they were out of range of everything but the tanks main cannons, the pikes dodged and swerved out of the way, avoiding any harm as they sped down the pass, and away from the armour. The captain held her breath, seeing if the goliaths would take the bait.

After a moment, the tank's pilots, perhaps overzelous in their duty of clearing a path, or enraged with the pikes avoiding their irresistable firepower, boosted after the fallen. At this, the captain let out her breath, pulled a small device from her belt, and recited one of the laws of battle. "The battlefield is split into problems. Some art greater than others. Find the greatst problem. Solve it, and the rest shall fall into place." The captain flipped open the detonator and pressed the button in the center down with all her hate for the cabal.

Below, the sides of the pass above the tanks were briefly illuminated by blinding flashes of plasma. Then, a terrible rumbleing was heard, as an enourmous section of a mountainside was blasted free, plummeting down, and burying the goliaths beneath tonnes of rock, ice and snow.

Above, the captain smiled, closing the detonator. "Problem solved." (Score one for the bad guys!)