The Last Primal

After the two captains, Miss Dara and Draghan received their orders they gave a respectful bow towards their leader, and swiftly took to start assigning their teams according to it. 

Whilst their teams of elites began to take their positions, the rest of the captains were slowly called up by the pairs and were given their assignments one by one. With Draghan's Elite taking the front line and the brunt of the damage from the incoming attacks and the Daughters swiftly vanished from sight together with their Madam after a short while as they headed to the back caves, the rest slowly began to take their assigned positions.

Behind the front line, heavily armored shield bearers that blocked the entrance stood the group named simply 'Spearmen Militia'. The largest group of the remaining mass, the militia was separated into two groups. Since they were the group with the least amount of experience, training, or skill, it may have seemed weird, or even a mistake to assign half of the 117 lowest Power Levels to be assigned directly below the Elite. 

Yet, they actually had the easiest job of them all. Numbered 40, roughly matching the other group, each of the Spearmen Militia were given what their name would suggest, a simple crude-looking low quality but a readily available bunch of stone-headed spears. 

They weren't anything special, but had a handle of over two meters, making them reach far in front of the shields lined up ahead of them.

With their skillset, Aiden felt this was the best choice of action to take. They would provide direct support and thin the 'herd' as they inevitably clash into the large metal barriers in front of them.

One of the captains, a brawny middle-aged, rough dark-brown scaled Skink by the name of Eori was responsible for giving their newly assigned group the quick instructions as to what they should be doing.

Going on, the rest of the Militia has formed up the third battalion. Since Aiden didn't want to waste too much time on naming each and every corp he formed, they were simply named 'Support Squad'.

They were mostly women, and the elderly that still had some fight and vigor left in them. Yet, Aiden felt it wouldn't have been proper to assign anything dangerous to them. Yet at the same time, denying their chance to give whatever help they could have been cruel, especially after seeing the resolve glinting in their eyes. So, Aiden decided to use them as help. 

They weren't organized at all, with skills that whilst wouldn't be too much help on the front lines, would still be helpful if utilized correctly. They were responsible to provide first aid to those that got hurt, rescuing those that had fallen, providing replacement weapons, armors… or even just a quick massage if needed. Whatever that could help the fighters keep it up for as long as it was needed.

Their captain, was actually the wife of the other militia group's leader, going by the name of Pyre. She, whilst seeming to be a simple farmer's wife was one of the first surprises to Aiden, her scans came back with a surprising set of skills.

[Source: Pyre Khatar

Power: Fire (Advanced), Chaos (suppressed), Blood of the Ancient One (Minor), Light ( Advanced)

Threat Level: Medium

Affiliation: Loyal, Devoted]

To Aiden's great surprise, the mature-looking gentle woman had vast powers inside her. With Advanced Mastery over handling Fire and even the Light, she would already be a powerful opponent to anyone on the opposing side but with two strange additions, like the currently seemingly suppressed Chaos or the even more mysterious and vague 'Blood of the Ancient One', she was not someone anybody should anger recklessly.

Yet, with such a stormful mix, one would expect her nature, her temperament to match her main affinity, only to be shocked to see her gentle, motherly, patient attitude. They would never expect that behind such a gentle, calm, water-like affinity actually, the opposite of it was hiding.

Surprisingly, even her threat level was deemed much higher than anything Aiden had seen from the system. Being marked as Medium meant that she could match her strength for quite a while, giving the boy an ample but passable challenge to overcome.

In any way, Pyre would be responsible for keeping up with the rest of her group and providing whatever assistance they could to the rest of the group.

Finally, the Soldiers, the 'Middle Class' of the defender's composition were separated into two groups of people that had roughly similar assignments. 

The first 30 of them, that had the required skill set was now called 'Bowmen', and were given a set of composite long bows with a quiver full of stone-headed arrows and were placed directly at the back, to the safest position on the battlefield. In front of them, the remaining 25 basically had the task to defend them from all sides and prevent flanking as much as possible. Still, their main task as the newly formed 'Infantry, was to aid the Spearmen militia as much as possible, replace them if the need would arise.

The last two of the captains, two brawny, soldier-like Draconic Skinks called Taryz and Gek were put to lead them. 

After learning that Aiden didn't need to voice his orders and just simply needed to do the setup in his system, the assignments were done quickly and smoothly. In barely just a few minutes their previously chaotic mass of people was now looking like a disciplined force all of a sudden.

Looking at their respective groups in the system, it was clear that their efficiency for each and every one of them was through the roof. Shockingly there were a couple that even reached numbers that Aiden previously thought would have been impossible.

The group's details were now as follows:

At the frontline, it was Draghan's Elite, their shield's already raised donning full-body heavy steel armor. They didn't need to dish out any real damage, their main task was to absorb the incoming attacks for as long as they could while providing some pushback when necessary.

[Group: Draghan's Elite

Efficiency: 105% (+20% Equipment Bonus, +10% Morale Bonus)

Power: 129.6 (172.8) -> 181.4 (172.8)

Toughness: 49.8 (36)

Quality: Tier 1+ (Clean Bonus: +20% Power, +10% Toughness)

Composition: 

[Elite (Power Level 4) : 36] 

Group Skills: 

Heavy Armor Proficiency (Level 3), 

Sword and Board (Level 4), 

Sword Mastery: Advanced (Level 2), 

Spear Mastery: Basic (Level 4), 

Mace Mastery: Basic (Level 6), 

Axe Mastery: Basic (Level 2), 

Draconic Skink Tenacity (Level -), 

Basic Regeneration (Level 3)

Active Effects: 

Loyal to the Cause (Level -)]

Behind them stood the Spearmen Militia as assigned.

[Group: Spearmen Militia

Efficiency: 90%

Power: 75.6 (84)

Toughness: 40

Quality: Tier 1 (+5% Equipment Power Bonus)

Composition: 

Militia (Power Level 2): 40

Group Skills:

Spear Mastery: Basic (Level 2),

Unarmed Combat (Level 1), 

Draconic Skink Tenacity (Level -), 

Basic Regeneration (Level 3),

Active Effects: 

Loyal to the Cause (Level -)]

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