Well, we were going to war. We now had to understand that we were at war with every single superpower that is on known Infinity, with no towers, a barely week old government, but we did have a few advantages. First, we had the element of surprise. Nobody except for The Alliance knew we were at war. For that exact reason, we would be able to pull off quite the Alpha strike, and provided we hit them hard enough, we might just save the Rissian Incursion, our new friends that we were defending. The Rissi was a race of dog-like mammals with three eyes, and technology focused more kinectly, like our own. Second, all our enemies were fighting each other, which would mean they couldn’t really retaliate in any major way, unless they wanted to be attacked by other enemies, which would lead to faster peace, and an easier war. Lastly, we had all our friendly neighbors(which was NOT the United Human Tribes, as they had made abundantly clear), but other powerful allies, like the Almani and the Heiive. We also had the wealth of combat tactics against the Alliance that the Giggin Republic were using. And, the tech we’d been pushing for had given us quite the advantage. We were currently setting up massive factories and farms, which would be producing the epically powerful new mass-producible Wrath guns, which would bring us on top with our scatter shields. The Wrath guns could fire their railguns at two rounds per second, which with a single shot alone could penetrate thick armor, and obliterate flesh. Shields were one of the only defenses, and with the Wrath guns’ rapid rate of fire(for a railgun that is) they tore through those with ease. We would be out of the fight for about a year, but still supplying the Rissi with weapons and volunteer forces, while building up our reserves and researching, and just building up an empire. We would try to avoid an active war with the Juncathari and Hash’Yoth as long as possible, but eventually they would figure out where the cool spears that shot lightning were coming from. The Almani had built some cool plasma launchers that shot balls that would burst on impact with solid matter. They also however had long range lances that could be fired at high speed. All in all, this war alliance was going to pack a punch. However the enemies would be really tough to, if only for one reason, numbers. They had more people to throw at us, and at the same time, other than the Alliance, we didn’t know what weapons they used this would be a deadly fight, doubtlessly.
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“So, we are agreed then?” I asked.
“Yes, this could put us ahead of everyone else by leagues.” Wrang responded. “Magic beast pairing should really help out morale and overall power.’
“This is a fucking dumb idea,” Zin said bitter having lost the vote 30-7.
“You only disagreed with it because I brought it up.” I said smugly.
“What that supposed to mean? Huh? You suggesting something?!”
“Yeah, asshat, I know you hate me, fuck off. The feelings mutual.”
“Fuck you!” He said throwing a fireball at my face, which in retaliation I shielded, then blew him against a wall with my magic. I conjured up a small vortex, and blew it off all around me, snuffing out the flame lances being blasted at me, and blowing away the people who were trying to hold me back. I was suddenly tackled through the wall by Zin’s stone form, and as I flew threw the air I pushed him away from me sending him into the ground with a blow of dirt into the air. I just floated where I was and threw lightning bolt after lightning bolt at him. Just as he got up I hit him with one that came down from the sky, pushing him back down, and he was thoroughly stuned, literally, but still clearly pissed. Someone tackled me from the side and another 2 helped to cast anti-magic spells on me, making it impossible to finish him off. As my magic began to fade, all I thought was, worth it.