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>TURN 1.

The british forces moved in unison, moving side by side to push against the Kentuckian mercenaries. From their part, the Neptunian smuggler’s men were divided into two groups: while his Kentuckian mercenaries moved to meet the british troopers, his workers were quickly sent to the Broken Skull cave, to extract as much neptune as possible. The clash between the british troopers and the mercenaries resulted in an exchange of fire that costed the lives of one mercenary and one trooper. However, when the lieutenant ordered the Spaniard to charge with them, the man simply smiled and ran towards the cave, bringing out a cape and a sword. While the lieutenant wanted to shoot him for not obeying his orders, he once again remembered that he had left his fire guns at the pub. So he left the Spaniard to his fate.

Once the man in gold arrived near the cave, he bellowed a defiant cry, a primal challenge that was quickly answered by an even more primal foe. Coming out of the caverns, a herd of bullsaurs quickly charged against the interlopers who had dared attacking their territory. In particular, a magnificent specimen, bigger and bulkier than the others, locked his smile beady eyes into the figure afar. Drawn from the movement of the red cape, this provocation to the dignity of the beast was more than the monster could stomach, and alongside another bullsaur, charged at the Spaniard, while the other monsters moved toward the prospector’s workers. The men simply weren’t prepared for this strange attack, but they had to stand their ground, knowing that the consequences for disobedience to their leaders would be more dire than a mere prehistoric beast’s horn in the gut. The Spaniard, for his part, began the dangerous dance around the lizards, weaving and spinning around them while screaming provocations at them.