[Strategia_In_Ultima]

Strategia's Salagull ground pounders advance slowly, in a testudo-like formation to protect against surprise attacks. They walk into the middle of the Hut, their commander standing at their center.

A sickening lurch beneath them slowly spreads a mild panic across the Salagull forces, as Strategia tries to keep them in line.

Suddenly, the trapdoor beneath them opens, and Turin comes clambering out, indeterminable bits of..... indeterminable things hanging off his sword, clutching the E.W.E. victoriously.

"I got it!!"

With a final scream, Strategia rejoins his Salagull forces at the bottom of the pit as the trap doors close.

"I Will Be Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaack....." (sploosh)