Part of LaPorte’s plan called for having mass confusion, so to make sure this happened he started patrols of the least senior officers going in similar directions. To ensure that confusion started, some of LaPorte’s trusted people started making noise and shouting Mavelan in odd directions.
Helping in this even further was a battery of thunderstorms that had started dropping rain over the region shortly after the Mavelans started coming over the mountains. This region was famous for massive thunder showers, the likes of which would often drench the area for hours or days at a time.
These factors combined with the actual invasion made for complete bedlam among the soldiers and residents in the areas. Battles began and old grudges started to be settled in a most violent fashion. Before long nobody knew who was on what side anymore, a situation that LaPorte watched from his grand window.
"Good," LaPorte said to himself and then removed his Mullinix insignia from his uniform, "Let the fools kill each other. We’ll go in with the Mavelan soldiers and take over what is left."
He looked at the insignia for a few moments and turned to the fire glowing brightly in the fireplace. He threw the patch into the flames and watched it burn, just the way his bridges were burning behind him. Ellis LaPorte watched the flames and turned emotionlessly back to the window.
"My time has come," LaPorte said, blowing smoke, "Goodbye, Mullinix Empire."
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