The gunboats particularly shined against the new creatures, their low flying capabilities applying massive amounts of fire to key areas, while still keeping out of range of the enemy claws. He carefully danced both his hovertanks, gorilla siege units, and gunboats, the delicacy almost at odds with the amount of brutal fighting going on on the other end of the screen. It was nasty fighting, and while the fighting was cutthroat, vicious, and completely without quarter on both sides, he knew his constructs could hold their line indefinitely against the assaulter, as long as they defending units stayed within the two thirds effective magic limits. The hardest part was containing the natural inclination of the shadow stalkers to advance into the cleared areas, to set up fire stations and mini strongholds based on sheer damage dealing, but once past the established and nearly arbitrary line, they were merely casualties waiting to happen. Once he finally rolled back the onslaught, and turned it into its usual long ranged fire exchange, he turned back to the two gods that had shown up, and nodded in greetings. "My apologies for the sudden invitation, but the Beyonders rarely are nice enough to warn me before they assault a location. I called you here to see if you wanted to give thoughts, or perhaps request troops for defense of your areas. The ladies of drow betrayal and dragon destruction already have, and are trying to use their strength on the defense to facilitate an offense, into your or your allies' areas."