He grinned up at him, before shrugging humbly. "I always was great at causing distractions. Though usually my companions never thanked me for it cause it usually made our situation worse. I have a few options I could throw against her worlds, though only two of them are plausible at the moment. Perhaps I could show you and my other allies my latest... Hold a moment."<br/><br/>He paused as one of his avatars sent a panicked message, about a sudden corruption of their large scale portalling ability, and a message about a code 3.<br/><br/>The second one made his face freeze, before confirming the code 3, which was an unauthorized planar breach of the Death World, and the possibility of an escape. Codes 1 to 10 were emergency ones he had given the avatar to quickly fill him in on problems, and even as he listened, the avatar sent him new information, and upgraded to a code 2, which was a confirmed escape, though the planar breach had sealed itself quickly after it had happened, so it wasn't a code 1. He assimilated the data, and ordered a response. "Excuse me, one of my projects just had a hiccup, and I need to deal with it. Now."<br/><br/>He ported off to a side room, and immediately brought up the known information. A demon spider monkey troupe had broken through the planar barrier defenses, and were currently moving through the Witchwood Forest, and a quick power check brought him right to them. They were small, no bigger than four and a half feet and no smaller than four feet, but their four arms were like springs, throwing them through the forest faster than a horse could run. Their claws easily caught the bark, and left no evidence of their passing, though the two tentacles curled against their backs did drip a small amount of fluid onto the floor. Their razor sharp fangs gleamed in the dim light as their eerie calls echoed through the forest, but he was relieved to notice only four male preadolescence specimens had gotten through. So no chance of a breeding spore being dropped to keep spawning more of them.<br/><br/>He got right back in touch with the Death World avatar, and went over the current in base inventory, before cursing. Ground troops couldn't keep up, and the forest would slow the air troops enough to fall behind. They did have a batch of new defenders in base, but most were out on test runs, and only a pair of the biker types were in their cradles. He sighed, and ordered them through a portal, giving the portal drop location a small clearing just ahead of the demon spider monkeys. Even as he watched the portal form, the troupe was past it, racing through the forest, though one of them swung up onto a branch, and called again, finally noticing that the forest was not the same one they had known throughout their short lives.