A Giant Wyrm Trap
Artillery gunfire echoed in the background, incompletely muted by soundproof walls. Day and night, the fired continously while the Governor planned with his council in their plans for the next phase of war.
"They've summoned the Third Circle," Ridcully reported, to acknowledgements around the table.
"Avernus will answer," Lulana spoke, utterly certain in her words.
It said much that it was only modestly unusual that Xeno species was trusted enough to be seated with the Governor at this time and hour. Certainly, far more trusted than the armies of their combined hated enemy, the Abomination coming to siege the Capital of the Avernites. Wise men had once said that the easiest method to unite a people was a common enemy, and that held true even for nonhumans.
"It already is. Twelve Magma Wyrms are convering on their army, as we speak," Thaddeus confirmed.
"Along with their diminished reinforcements, and Vanaheim's reinforcements," Richards stated. "Divination to aid them in their strike against the divided fleet now, with a lull from the chaos they would suffer.." She said, glancing at Ridcully as she trailed off. The safe and effective option.
"Or a sally," Achilles Waters said. "Risky, but they would be in chaos from the Magma Wyrms... that their plans don't account for at all. We could deal a crippling blow with ease." He argued, with that permanent certainty he had about him. It was usual for him, though the idea had merit.
"Unfortunate we cannot split our attention to do both effectively," Marija commented, though Rotbart was certain she was contemplating how, exactly, she would do just that.
Oh. Hm. The spark of an idea ignited, Ridcully glancing at the Governor as the pieces fell into place.
"The Third Circle Angyl, they will commit it if there is an opening to exploit? And they don't know of the Magma Wyrms," he asked, the Governor reconfirming the assumptions upon which his newly formed plans were being built upon.
"Yes and yes," the Seer answered, now almost in anticipation, his attention held entirely on the conversation.
"Then," The Governor replied, an almost predatory grin coming into being as he looked about the room.
"There will be an opening to exploit."