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A hologram of Sizemore floats in front of a close-up of Maggie's face. Her eyes are a white-pink inside a black ring.|||
Sizemore Rockwell: Your plan is working, Warlord.
But with these numbers, maybe no plan can work.
There are too many.
They're aware of us... trying to swarm us.
Parson is sitting at Stanley's desk in the Observation desk of the Tower of Efdup. Maggie is across the desk holding her fingers in the rectangular form that indicates she is casting a Thinkagram. In the background, several Archons hover, and a couple peer through the window trying to puzzle out what is going on.|||
A ring of doombats so thick that no stacks can be identified surrounds Stanley and his dwagons.
Behind them, Transylvito Vampire Warlords ready themselves for the battle to come.
Thirty dwagons are tiny in the midst of the trap, with all but a few being relatively small in the frame.
A few are much larger, including the red in the center that Stanley must be riding, and the others close to him that must carry the Knights.
Caesar Borgata: When you're a bat, you're a bat all the way! From your first startin' stat, til the turn you decay!
Sound: SNAP! SNAP!
Stanley is standing on the head of his armored red dwagon. He has raised his Arkenhammer high and it glows with radiated lightning. He is shouting.|||
Three hobgobwin Knights stand with axes raised on their dwagons -- a green, a blue, and a black. Ominously, doombats form a thick line across the horizon in the background.|||
The perspective of this panel is looking up from Stanley's feet. He is playing the Arkenhammer like an air guitar. He is gritting his teeth angrily.|||