The sirens blare, signalling an attack. Sara leaps from her bed and grabs her webbing, drawing her Gear Knight made pistol before putting on the belt and suspenders. She slept in her clothes. a necessary precaution. Leaving her room she asks a panicking dwarf soldier, "What the situation?"
"They've broken the perimeter but there's no breach in the walls. We don't know how they got in." He says shaking his bearded head.
"Damn." Sara says, bluntly, "We have to protect the ballroom, if they get in there, its all over."
"Aye," the dwarf agrees.
They quickly make their way to the ball room. The heavy steel doors are already open with no sign of forced entry. A pair of frozen clowns stand motionlessly inside. Connie stand in the doorway, ready intercept any more intruders.
"They were already inside when I got here but this can't be all of them," Connie snorts, "They knew the passcodes."
"An inside job," Sara murmurs.
As they took stock of the situation a group of clown rounded the hallway firing rubber chickens with bows. The dwarf takes a direcy hit to the back before he can turn to face them.
Feathers begin to sprout around his hands and he drops 3 feet in height. His heavy chain armor pools around him revealing his pear shaped feathery body.
"Buckaw!" the dwarf cries and in an instant his head shrunken head matches his chicken body.
"Fall back into the room. There's too many." Sara orders. She and Connie dive into the ball pit to dodge the hail of rubber chicken and the clowns rush into the room. Bursting unexpectedly from beneath the sea of rubber balls, Sara fires into the crowd of clowns.
"We've got to get out of here," Connie shouts between biting down on the trigger bit to launch more ice rockets, "The fortress is lost!"
"We've got one last option," Sara says as they both dive beneath the ball pits surface and 'swim' down a tunnel built into a pit.
The tunnel ends in a room filled with magic crystals and gnome magitech. A Gear Knight awaits them as they emerge from a small ball pit in the floor.
"So its come to this," says the blue skinned, white haired gnome.
"We've no other choice left."