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December 6, 1640
GVE-Occupied Valmara, Malmund Grasslands, Mu
The sound of machinery engulfed the captured defenses of Valmara as the Gra Valkas Empire hastily worked to rebuild and enhance their fortifications. The few Muan citizens who weren't able to flee the city avoided the Gra Valkan encampments, hoping that no trouble would come to them. Indeed, the Gra Valkans were too busy to even be concerned with the Muans, for they heard a whisper that echoed louder than the tanks and construction vehicles around them.
General Flats surveyed the base, his mind going blank with attempts to improve upon their defensive capabilities. He could still see the smoldering remnants of the battle at Sylverton in the distance, and had to prepare for their imminent attack. Despite the constant reminders of his duties, he remained distracted. Although a brilliant tactical mind, he was preoccupied – concerned with what he believed to be a more pressing matter.
With news of a rumored coup against Emperor Gra Lux reaching him, General Flats found himself in a precarious position. The potential fallout from this rumored coup, coupled with the relentless advance of the Elysian Defense Initiative, weighed heavily on his mind. He knew that decisive action was needed to stabilize the situation and ensure victory over the Muans and their allies.
Seeking more opinions to supplement his distracted mind, he turned to his closest advisors: Lieutenant Colonel Regor, his second-in-command, and Captain Illiad, a mage from the Magikareich Community.
"The Muans have demonstrated their ability to use invisibility magic to enhance their infiltration tactics. Captain, is there anything you recommend?"
Illiad tilted his head in slight confusion. "You can try using thermal vision in order to spot them, although this is the first time I've heard of invisibility magic."
Flats frowned. Though he had some devices that could detect infrared radiation, they were being prioritized for perimeter defenses and their special forces units.
Seeing Flats' expression, Illiad explained, "The only magic I know of that can manipulate light is illusion magic, and it can only be cast in two ways: over an area like a wall, or to create fake images. There is no way to render an object invisible unless..." His eyes widened in realization, "The Muans must be casting an illusion over the back doors of the trucks!"
Regor caught on, "So if we conduct closer inspections and go inside the truck itself, it should dispel the illusion?"
"Precisely," Illiad said. "As for distinguishing decoys from real targets, your new magic sensors should be able to separate the miniscule mana signature of the decoys from the mana signatures within each Muan soldier."
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