Fenrir's Fangs

Morbidly obesse monsters with lizard heads had grotesque ooze and slime covering their repulsive bodies made out of bones upon which human flesh was sewn, fresh blood still dripping from it. A large group of them was all over the ladnmass. In the center of it stood a building, which resembled something like between ancient japanese architecture mixed with imagery of heavy metal bands rocking out on a scene. Two statues of Norse Vikings holding kegs of beer were placed at the bar entrace. Every once in a while, a poor soul would peek out of the door to see what's going on, only to instantly meet his demise...The lizard monsters immediatelly spat poisonous sharp teeth at whoever dared to leave the safety of the bar. A humanoid dog in a trucker cap decides to check on the situation through the door, only to be killed by another demonic tooth. The monsters continue to have their little fun, unaware of the doom approaching them.
A horde of killer teddy bears is charging at the ranged demons, who are busy assaulting the bar. But one clever demon notices the approaching horde. It quickly gathers the lizard demons to his side and they all fire a volley their projectiles at the approaching mob. They took down many with one volley. A couple dozen teddy bears fell dead. This did not stop the charge. As though not afraid of death, the teddies continued charging. Some were wounded and had to walk at a slowed pace, but charged none the less. The demons prepared to fire a second volley. The second wave of teeth was sent, the teddies were taking heavy casualties. They are down to half a force and will most likely not reach the lizards. But the lizards all faced the teddies, leaving their rear completely unguarded...
From the opposite side, Scalpel, Hobo and the horde of skeleton warriors were charing at the lizard demons, who were too busy with shooting down the killer teddies. Only when the horde was a mere 50 meters away did part of the demons finally take notice. Some of them scrambled a group to deal with the skeletons and fired a volley, but to no avail: the skeletons were...well, skeletons and had shields to protect their vulnerable skulls. They almost took no damage from the volley.
When the skeletons reached their goal, there was little the demons could do. They were fat, bloated, possesed little manuverability. While they had some form of melee attack, they couldn't offer much resistance. To top that, the teddies had reached the lizard demons and were angry at having lost many of their own. When Hobo's forces surrounded the demons into a circle, it became a slaughter. Blood was being spilled along with the muckus the lizards spat out upon death, limbs were flying and heads were torn off by angry teddies. One particular demon was very unlucky, when a teddy jumped in his mouth, clawed all the way through the throat to the stomach and bursted out of the body, covered fully in blood.
When the bloodbath was finished, Hobo gathered his sanity in his fist to restore the fallen. Scalpel approached Hobo and eagerly asked
- So what are you going to turn these mutant lizards into?
- I believe you will like it.
Hobo absorbds the dead bodies of demons and regains a part of his sanity. He uses it to forge powerful ranged soldiers. After a bright spark, a white myst surrounds the landmass. When it becomes less dense, Scalpel is surprised by what he sees. Beautiful women, fashioned in black leather and heavy metal style of the 70-ies, armed with half-metal, half-bone cannons. Not sure from what he sees, Scalpel asks Hobo
- So...um, what are they holding?
- Spine cannons. Fire explosive projectiles, that cause explosions on a small radius. Perfect for big armored demons, not so great for little ones. While I gave them bayonets and knives, I still think they might need protection from melee troops.
- Okay then...I'm going to go....and help them calibrate their guns, if you don't mind....
- Somehow, I reckon it will have little to do with calibrating, but I need to rest anyway, so go ahead. Speaking of rest, what's with this bar?
Scalpel takes two of the ranger girls by the hips and start walking with them by Hobo's side. While walking, he says
- Well, the imagination bar was forged out of those japanese buildings in your dreams about being an epic samurai. But when we looked at it, we though to ourselves "There's not enough metal". So we picked up on your memories and dreams about all things heavy metal and decorated it. And that's how we got the bar. Aside from offering us booze, there is also a a guild of blacksmiths who spend all day forging weapons and then selling them.
- Hmm, convenient. These teddies could use some extra armor. And I need a glass of coke.
- Oh, sorry about that, we only serve booze in here....they got beer, if you want.
- And I'm surprised why I'm so insane...
- Eh, relax. For now, we rest. Later, we take out that landmass. There's an awful lot of large wild wolves that tick me off.
- Wolves you say? I could use a cavalry unit.
- We'll do that later. Now is the time for beer and....calibrating cannons.