One Day War

A scaled humanoid in red and purple robes flicked her hand. Getting the blood off of her knives. She looked around at the numerous Tacole and Sima corpses around her. A moment later Nila stepped out of the shadows. Covered from head to feet in green and gray blood from the Tacole and Sima respectively.

"High Priestess, seems like you managed to relieve some stress." Nila joked as she gave a slight bow. She looked down as she accidently kicked one of the detached heads.

The High Priestess shook her head, "how are the rebellions going?"

"They were easily subdued. The Sima tried to blame it on the Tacole but we just killed their upper echelons. Unfortunately a few mighty and useful Tacole warriors seem to be lost to us. Including Isaiah the Hammer. It appears he was assigned to specifically go after the person who managed to cut off my hand." Nila explained as she stretched.