Extinction (Certain Death)

[Garryy]

"Ho-kay, boys. It's do or die."

Throughout the rowdy corners of Midpoint's stalls came the black suits. Men and women donning the attire of Midpoint's finest; they'd arrive in droves, rattling the vendors with their stampede. Such a uniform ruckus meant an abrupt relocation of the gathered forces of Midpoint - their destination being the vast grounds of the Institute, collaborating with their Western allies in a combined attempt to thwart the ruin the Atrellyan forces sought to bring.

They'd tow with them shipments of guns, armed to the teeth with rifles that evidently hadn't passed inspection from the Archmage Association, and lack their mark as a result. Even so, the suits alone do not comprise their army. Merchants, in abundance, accompany them in their march. Simple craftsmen abandon and board up their stalls, taking up arms and resources while leading their families away to the Western Front. Hundreds make the pilgrimage to the Institute, lending their aid and services to impede the demonic horde at the expense of their own lives.

And so, Midpoint is quiet. Hushed, on the day of their arrival, as the remnants of their forces - a staggering ten elite soldiers and lingering craftsmen - station at what was once a bustling market. They take to reconstructing the marketplace into something sinister; it'd be a death trap, littered with mechanisms that'd ensure whatever came in would perish with it. Their names?

Gustav, Victor, Falcone, Lucia, Marco, Lovenzo, Paulie, Edgar, Antonio, and Giovanni.

Rumors claim that the red-eyed Lapine, Kinsley Kingsley, will number amongst the few that meet Atrellya's forces at the stand-off to commence at Midpoint's borders, if such was to occur. A final stand was to come.

    "What, y'really think I'd watch from afar as everythin' I worked for crumbles?"

Midpoint sends the following to the Final Frontier:

- 990 soldiers.

- 20'000 coin.

- 300 carrots.

- 500 tomatoes

- 400 wood

- 200 iron

- 400 adamantite

- 20 auguria

- 20 arcanium