Guardians 3, Twins 2 10 innings): Literally the exact same game

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The humidity hanging in the air over Twinslvania stuck to the skin and seemed as an iron chain upon the shoulders.  Perhaps it was just weather, perhaps it was a physical manifestation of the oppression that had proliferated the countryside since the rule of the Dark Lord Pohladcula had taken Generals gathered at his dark throne, too afraid to talk lest they face his wrath.  The endless parade of battles had worn the Twinslvania army down.  All new they must ask Count Pohladcula to open the coffers, but none had the guts to ask, for they also knew he would watch the nation crumble and die before losing one single copper piece. How goes the invasion of the mythical realm of Cleveland? Pohladcula asked to his quivering warriors.  Unease spread throughout the hall, and several moments passed before one dared reply. Our men are fighting hard, but I dare not expect anything greater than a stalemate.  General Correa stated, his nervous shuffling betraying the fear his voice hid.  My lord.  he quickly added Austin Martin Jersey.  The generals waited for their lord to reply, fearing an outburst.  Pohladcula slumped upon his throne and rested his head upon his hands. Why are my forces failing this task? He asked, seemingly unamused and unbothered. W-we are simply out of men.  We are out of food.  Our weapons are rusty and our horses lay dead.  Correa stammered. What of General Ryan? I do not see him in the hall tonight. The generals looked back and forth among themselves, surprised at the thoughtlessness of their lord. My lord, General Buxton began.  General Ryan died many moons ago.  Pohladcula looked surprised.  He had genuinely forgotten about the death of one of this best men.  Why hasnt our necromancer team raised him back up?Our necromancers are out of mana after raising Generals Correa and Buxton back up so many times.  General Jeffers stated, before shuttering when he realized he just sold out his friends.  Correa and Buxton faced the floor.  It wasnt their fault, but Pohladcula wouldnt care either way.  Instead of rage, Pohladcula simply shrugged. Oh well.  As long as the baggage train makes it back with whatever loot you have pillaged for me. What about the men? a voice from the crowd asked. What is a man? Pohladcula replied.  A miserable pile of ARBITRATION RAISESThe generals hung their heads.  Pohladculas evil reign was not just, and nor was doing his bidding.  Yet his power was absolute and they had no choice but to continue to on the frontlines, young Captain Woods-Richardson lead the men against the enemys elite Guardians of Cleve.  Pulled from his training earlier in the year and pressed into service, Captain SWR had done admirably but was clearly becoming tired of the never ending battles he was not yet fully prepared Guardians struck a vicious blow early on when Kyle of the house of Manzardo unleashed his special Solo Homerun attack, but Captain SWR managed to hold the line and carry on the battle Cole Sands Jersey.  The Twinslvanian forces remained on the back foot until the 5th day, when a brave rush by Captains Farmer, Castro, and Margot scored 2.. war points Carlos Correa Jersey.  I guess. I dont know where Im going with Woods-Richardson battles on through the 5ht day before needing to retreat, his ball-magic spent and his constitution depleted.  A random villager, Cole Irvin was then pressed into orb-throwing for the Twinslvanian army.  Despite an attack by that vile Manzardo, Irvin managed to keep his forces alive until the next the Guardians of Cleve began the next day with an all out singles assault before a sacrifice by Guardian Rocchio evened out the fight.  Irvin finished out the day, admirably for one who shouldnt ever have even been in such a position, but he too was spent.  Colonel Sands, Chevalier Varland, and General Jax took the banner on the 7th, 8th, and 9th days and kept the battle even despite multiple threats by the Guardians.  The battle slogged into its 10th dayIm just gonna not do the bit for a moment and tell you how the Twins had the bases loaded with 1 out, Correa at bat, and Buxton on did actual balls this of course they lost in ten.  Thielbar giving up the winning run.  Hard to be mad when it was obvious they would lose in 10 since the moment the game was tied. This fight is over.  Sound the retreat.  A defeated General Correa mumbled to his aide.  We have no Pitch-Mages left to cast orbs. The Twinslvanians slouched home, knowing they would be sent out again soon to no better results.  For as long as billionaires dark lords held sway over the land, commoners will be sacrificed upon the altar of if youll excuse me Im going to go impale myself.