Draiss observes the battlefield, and notices that the enemy's force is quite significant; hundreds have already deployed, within firing range of the citadel, and more seem to be coming, along with powerful shield-producing siege units, to protect the smaller troops from his siege.<br/><br/>The majority of the foot soldiers, constructs like his, are designed completely differently. Where his are human-like, and designed to be as flexible and human-like as possible. His opponent's, on the other hand, are clearly construct-like; their bodies are short and stocky, and heavily armored, leaving only a small, raised lump for a head, with a pair of 'eyes' and a small slat for projecting the voice. The legs, on the other hand, are long, but remain mostly bent, the 'knees' in the back, giving it a long, swift stride, although it can lay further down, and release wheels from the back of its lower legs, to allow for faster travel. The left arm is a permanent weapon, a fast-firing, chain-gun like device, fed from within the body, firing small, heavily enchanted bullets, alternating between all the battle metal types; silver, sold iron, and adamantine. The right arm, on the other hand, is replaceable; the common weapons Draiss notices include a heavy grenade launcher, a long rifle, or an arm, which carries an SMG, though it can put it aside to perform tasks that might take hands.<br/><br/>The siege units are designed like massive turtles; one type has a massive cannon, centered on its back, with four of the smaller chain-gun-like weapons, just above each of its four limbs. The 'shell' is mirrored, and, as he watches, an attack bounces off of it, harmlessly. The other type replaces the main cannon with what looks like a powerful generator, producing a bubble several hundred feet across, which seems to deflect about half the projectiles fired at it, though anything inside can shoot out.<br/><br/>At the heart of the army, though, he spots a single humanoid figure, floating about fifteen feet off the ground, dressed in a bizarre red-and-white-and-black checkered outfit, her face painted in a black-and-white checkered pattern. She's shouting orders to the constructs, as they move into place, the heavy siege units already firing on his citadel, heavy shot, nearly five inches wide, made of solid adamantine, raining death and destruction down on the pristine fortress.<br/><br/>He can still sense Svala lurking beneath the ground, having shifted to a white dragon, to maneuver underground effortlessly, after he froze it. When the ground shatter, however, she makes her move, unleashing a wave of plant life, to hurl those razor-sharp points at him, before bursting from the newly made hole in the ground, directing the vines to grab him as she lunges.