>>6005996There will probably be one final wave of refugees arriving just before the start of the invasion.
The cyborgs offer information regardless of your decision to accept them or send them on their way. They report that the owlmen possess some long-range artillery in one of their hosts. This makes things complicated. Four options to deal with it come to mind.
The Labrats have cloaking devices which can be used to conduct deep operations behind enemy lines with special forces, but as always, they refuse to share them. If their faction is made responsible for this field as well, they will be stretched quite thin and operating on suboptimal power.
Some of the cyborgs have cloaking devices as well, but that squad would be few in number and quite underpowered as well.
Invisibility artifacts for deep operations may be made using the materials that the Artificers gave you with some careful trading.
Finally, with the remaining funds of the Port Traders, shielding domes may be purchased that will allow you to protect the fortress from the falling shells.
>Give the Labrats the additional task of piercing the enemy lines with cloaking devices.>Cyborgs will deal with the artillery. (requires recruiting the cyborgs)>Make invisibility artifacts.>Trade for shield domes.>Write-inAmid all this hectic preparation, you find solace in the company of your succubus wife.
"Sometimes I wonder why you chose me, Nika." you say after an exhausting day, feeling her arm as she massages your chest, standing behind your chair in a dimly lit room. "I'm always busy and my body is cold and mechanical. My past has made me harsh."
"For power." she says deadpan, hanging down from above to look you in the eyes, her breasts resting on your head.
"What?.." you say.
There is an awkward silence between you as she looks upon your dejected face. Then, she bursts into laughter, pure and clear, and lifts her head up.
"I'm kidding, dummy." Nika says, touching your shoulders. "You should've seen the look on your face... You don't give yourself enough credit. Even with all your work, you find time for me, for Latatta, for your friends. It's just that with how busy you are, you don't notice it." she begins humming a familiar, soothing melody as she plays with your hair - or whatever implants replace it.
"Why did you choose me?" she asks with a hint of worry after a while.
"Because you lift my mood. You're the sun of my life. I've said it a million times."
"This kind of mood?" the succubus says, bending over the back of the chair and gently gripping your crotch.
"This too. Come here." you suddenly grip her by her waist and lift her up on your shoulder with a "heave-ho", almost toppling the chair.
"What are you doing?!" Nika moans playfully as you carry her to the bed...
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