[Deploy your Champions.]
’Deploy my champions?’ Kaiden thought inwardly. Before he could even begin pondering properly, more messages came.
[Strategy Cards]
[Both Masters draw two cards from a shared deck at the start of each turn.]
[Cards may be played immediately or banked. Up to two cards may be played per turn. Maximum five banked cards per Master.]
[Card categories: Buff, Debuff, Tactical, Wild.]
[Defender starting hand: 5 cards. Claimant starting hand: 3 cards.]
Five translucent cards materialized beside Kaiden’s right hand, floating in a slow orbit with their faces shimmering. Icons and shorthand he could parse at a glance.
He couldn’t see what the Kaiju drew.
Then figures materialized on the far half of his board.
Eight shapes flickered into existence on the Claimant’s rows, translucent projections mirrored from the Kaiju’s own table.
He reached over, hands above them.
"Go, Darling, smash the ants!" Calypso cheered, already knowing what he was about to do.
His fist came down and passed clean through the nearest monster, scattering light but meeting nothing, the translucent shape flickering once before reforming exactly as it had been.
Luna’s giggle carried up from his side of the board. "Worth a try."
He couldn’t touch them, couldn’t interact with them, but he could see every detail, and soon, every woman on his side of the board went quiet, even Luna and Calypso, as they began taking in the sight of the enemies properly.
They were dungeon bosses. He could tell at a glance, because each one carried the kind of presence that filled a room even at four inches tall, the coiled menace of creatures that had once sat at the bottom of dungeons and waited for challengers.
A hulking armored thing with too many limbs and a carapace like volcanic glass. A serpentine creature that coiled around itself twice with length to spare, its scales throwing fractured light across the stone.
Something that might have been humanoid if humanoids came with a blade fused to each arm and joints that bent the wrong way. A massive quadruped built like a siege engine, all plating and tusks and slow, patient malice.
Eight of them. All different. All broken and remade by something that consumed dungeons for fuel.
Nyx counted them from the stone surface, pink eyes sharp. "Eight, right, Kai? You have topdown view, there’s no one hiding behind their backs or something along those lines, correct?"
"Yep," Kaiden confirmed. "Looks like an eight versus eight."
"I see... Now then." Nyx looked back at Kai. "Where’s Blondie? I can’t believe she got left out-"
A familiar presence appeared behind Kaiden’s chair.
Alexandra stood at his side, normal-sized, still in her maid uniform with the fading golden glow of the Hearth Valkyrie bond tracing her silhouette. She blinked at the table, at the tiny women standing on the stone surface, and both hands flew to her mouth.
"Nyx?" she whispered through her fingers. "Luna? You’re so small..."
"Or maybe you became a giantess?" Luna called up.
Alexandra’s gaze traveled to her own body, evaluating the prospect. "Hmm... No, I don’t think so..."
Her eyes then went from one miniature figure to the next, and the shock gave way to quiet understanding as it settled over her face.


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