"I'm no artist." Said Sweden. "But here's a rough idea of the formations that we usually use." 

Jurie and Rami watched as Sweden delicately inked the blank paper with intricate geometric patterns, pointing to each triangle, describing how many people held up each side of the formation. 

Jurie watched in fascination, as Sweden detailed their formations, eyes wide, appreciating Sweden's amazing memory.

"As for the weapons..." Sweden trailed off. "Basically any weapon that uses gunpowder, bullets and are not old traditional weapons like yours. The only way to win them is memorise their formations and to notice the pattern with which each formation is in action. Each side is based off of the weapons they use. For example... usually the south east side uses hand guns as their means of weaponry." 

"Would you be able to give us an approximation of how many of each weapon you have?" Jurie asked Sweden tentatively. 

Sweden looked up at Jurie. "While you have amazing skills Jurie, they own hundreds, sometimes thousands of each weapon. As you should know by now, they are not a small organisation." 

"Do they own any bombs? Ones that could be set off by a trigger hitting them or something?" She asked again. 

"Mmmm... most of explosives we have are the canons, dynamite and hand grenades. Although I did hear about developing a new type of bomb."

"If there are any, I could try to set off their bombs by firing arrows at them, then we won't have to engage in as much close combat." 

Next to Jurie, Rami gave her a smile as they continued to discuss plans on how to counter the Unspeakable. 

"So first we'll have to figure out where they will place their explosives and situate archers to take aim at them."

"Or perhaps..." started Rami but then he paused and did not speak.

"Perhaps what?" questioned Takashi.

"I think instead of studying their formations and trying to figure things out by ourselves, we should lure them in, make them meet us on our terms, use their advantages against them. We already know their weapons and tactics we should manipulate it."

"What do you propose?" this time it was Malek speaking in the flowing tongue of their childhood.

Once again Rami felt that old mischief in him, like the time he and Malek stole three whole sacks of dates from the caravan and ate them sitting behind a bush near an oasis. Of course they had been beaten for, but it had been worth it, those few sweet golden hours. Only this time they were practically facing the biggest power in the world and the consequences would be much more dire.

Rami gave his companions a grin which he hoped annoyed them to no end. He liked being elusive and reckless. He was practically in his element.

"Sweden I need you to make some weapons for us, and I need you to train us with them. As for the rest of us..." his green eyes sparkled. "We're visiting the tailor's, I hear Madame Rose Bertin is particularly good at stitching together clothes fancy enough for a ball."

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