Since war has been declared, war should it be. Keith was really happy to put his inventions into use yet again.
This poor little toy has been waiting on its launching pad for so long that it almost rusted out.
Well, that was how Keith viewed this whole situation.
In reality, it has only been a few days since he first assembled this missile and warned the whole playerbase about the suspicious movements in that forest.
This time, however, he would not let this mysterious organization deal some heavy damage to Midgard, Niflheim or any other player's base before eradicating them from the surface of the planet.
'A good thing about wood is that it burns off really easily.' Keith commented in his head. The incendiary warhead of his missile would take care of this matter in no time, especially since he had improved its potency by a lot.