Your Gnolls Are Dying Every Moment, but My Brothers Are Infinite

Gaia unleashed her divine power and wiped out Position Two along with all the gnolls and kobolds inside. It was simple and brutal, but showed little regard for the people caught up in it.

Uh, of course, I didn't mean the gnolls' opinions. Nobody cared how many of them died.

I meant Murphy and the soldiers at Position Two, who had plenty to say about it.

You can unleash your divine wrath whenever you want, Earth Mother, but why flatten the entire defensive system we worked so hard to build?

Digging trenches and laying barbed wire is exhausting, you know. We'd finally found the key points and fortified them, and our classic trench warfare was just starting to hit its stride. Then, in one fell swoop, it was all gone.

Ah, what a bastard of a deity!

Of course, grumbling was one thing. The battle still had to be fought.

Especially with the Earth Mother's help having punched a hole right through the gnoll lines, and with everyone strengthened by crazy Vam. Not pressing our advantage would have been a slap in the face to the two deities who'd lent us their support in this twilight battle.

Lord Heather was the first to react.

She led her personal guard and several Bloodsworn retainer companies in an assault on Position One's flank, clearly intent on pressing the advantage and reclaiming all her territory.

Of course, she might also have been trying to "prove her loyalty" to Gaia, the Earth Mother, who was watching from above.

Heather herself had become a vampire, so she didn't care what the Mother Goddess thought of her. But she still had a bunch of stubborn Shield Dwarves under her command, not to mention the many dwarves in her retainer troops.

It was worth mentioning that Cadel,