Lucy giggled as she saw her father flying down towards her. She have a half surprised half moaning yelp and groan as he pinched her form bare cheek hard. She watched as he signaled the attack the horde flying at a sprint to the gates forcing them open and coursing in. She watched as the archers and men still on the walls screamed and beat at themselves for seemingly no reason. She watched as some stripped themselves of parts of armor and clothes feverishly trying to fend off the illusions on their skin to no avail. She giggled and hugged her fathers arm as they moved forward  noticing that some of those men had even accidentally tumbled over on both sides. "daddy your so evilly clever!"she giggled but wouldn't move away from him because she had no weapon and want used to actually going into combat. She sighed contentedly resting her cheek smiling against his bicep as if the sounds of screaming and carnage were really birds singing on a Summers day and the spoiled land blighted by war was a bright meadow and all was right in the world.