Something did not sit right with me. "Excuse me, but why is there a blockade here? We are running low on supplies and we were hoping to dock and rest before continuing our mission." The leader looked up from our map and gave us a glare. "We Istofon are executing the wrath of our god on these evil people. Talmin, Lord of the Sun. The heretics of this island, the Istolin, follow the moon goddess Yakiva in vain. We will take these filthy sinners and then move on to the dirty Sebin that worship the stars." he said. The other men certainly looked determined. I had to push back. "I'm sorry, but we must insist that we pass. My son needs food and so do my men, quite frankly. You understand as a captain as well, right?" The Istofon man looked at us and asked how man men we had. I told them. He said "No. You are very lucky that we don't press you into service or imprison you all. You certainly are a very strange crew." I pretended to be worried. "That sounds... concerning. We will still have to take the chance. No matter what happens. Thanks for the warning though. May I have your name?" I said.
He looked incredulous before he glared at us in contempt. "Captain Jules." he said briskly before leaving for his ship. I wondered what the Istolin people would look like as his ship returned to its place. Other seemed ready to either ram us or get into range for their cannons. I looked at my men with a grin on my face. I looked over at the raised tower that I assumed was part of a keep in the city. "Let's give this continent a small taste of Wendalian power. I want five of our Battle mechas in the air now. Kill all combatants and spare the ones that drop their weapons and surrender. Take your time with it." I ordered. They saluted and ran to their stations to follow the order. It took five minutes before they were in the air and engaging the ships. The Istofon did not stand a chance. All their ships were sunk and The survivors were allowed to make it to shore in rowboats. There were around twenty six men each in seven boats rowing to the beach. I decided to follow them in a life raft of our own. I took ten men with me to the shore. They looked totally stunned and scared.
It was clear they could barely believe what happened. Twenty large ships with lots of crew were gone. The nearly 200 men were also scared of us after the destruction we brought down on them. They had swords, axes and pole arms of various shapes and sizes. I had my pistol and the men with me had rifles. Half an hour later several knights on horseback appeared. They must have been the Istolin. The Istofon were an average build for military men. Fit, athletic, harsh look in the eye(before we destroyed their naval blockade). The Istolin were different. They were all femboys. It was no wonder, the opponents were so confident when they blockaded them. Istofon and Istolin must have shared a common ancestor at one point in time. They had the same white hair and red eyes. The Istofon were pale and white skinned. The Istolin were tan. When the Istolin knights dismounted, I could see that one had a regal circlet. He was the king of the city state. "You dishonorable dogs have fallen to ruin. Where is Talmin now!?" he demanded as he pointed to the sun. "Pray to him. You'll be slaughtered if he does not save you here." he added.
The king nodded his head and knights unsheathed their longswords, maces and greatswords. At first, I thought that it was almost funny seeing the femboys wielding the weapons. Then they made contact with the demoralized and despondent enemy. It was much less funny seeing heads chopped off and the bloody viscera fall onto the sand. The ones that tried to run were pelted with arrows from a hidden location. They really were slaughtered by the moon worshiping femboys. When they were dead the king approached us. I bowed at the waist to show respect. He demanded to know who we were and where we had come from. I told the king and knights everything that I had told the Istofon as well as our intentions. He did not look convinced. He sniffed in dismissal. "You wish to have shelter for you and 50 men? I had to see who was so foolish to think a king being invaded is the safest place to be in a time of crisis." he said. "The side with the least men have the most honor should they win." I said in response, not offended in the slightest.
