Human's turn?
White: Queen's Bishop Pawn c2 > c3
Along the periphery of the battlefield, the Batallion commander of the line of the Amazon Brigade deployed about frowned. Colonel 'Scarlett' O'Hara, a fierce, firey, and flaming redhead of the old school of royalty and asskicking would have a sensation that something was amiss.
"Get that perimeter up and running -now-." Other members in the field might be prone to banter and jovial, but she was Princess O'Hara, Heir to the Blood Crows that would eternally feast on the eyes of those they would kill in battle! ... if ancestral titles from home had any meaning.
"Double up the patrols. If there's an infestation here we seal off the entire area. Have another two batallions spedup and ready to be on patrol. We don't want to have any bad surprises." One of her aides would be going to place a quick comm.
"And that -includes- that girl you had popping out of the cake." Said aide would open her mouth in a 'how did you know about that' before snapping it shut.
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