M-200% №11

It was a tough game; my hands are still shaking. During the rest stage, the opponent kept scaring me with "Strongholds" and other own-kind of creatures. After such a forbidden move, I had no choice but to turn to the Almighty His Majesty the Generator. However, even here we found no long-awaited solace. Having at my disposal a Dungeon with Deemer at the start and Luna in the Tavern, I had almost completely despaired, especially since the opponent was threatening a Stronghold with hero Gird from the start. Disorganized by this, my heroes struggled to gather for a long time and scattered across the respawn, which could no longer upset me, because after everything that had already happened, nothing surprised me anymore. Scattered money and chests blocked the way, and an "external dwelling of eyes" became the final nail in the coffin of my hope. In this hopelessness, it was only natural to end the week with 15 thousand in reserve and 7 heroes. I didn't know how to proceed. Devastated by the injustice, I entered the second week. Leaving all my hopes for a bright future with a rabble of 36 upgraded eyes and 140 enraged troglodytes, which it would be shameful to call an army, on turn 121 I clumsily took the griffin conservatory with 2 angels who had long been useless to anyone. To top it all off, I found "Chain Lightning" and "Armageddon" in the scrolls, and things worked out so poorly that I also finished building 4 MG with "Meteor Shower". I wanted to play like a loser and pass these cursed scrolls to Luna, who had 7 SP and 74 dwarves nearby the opponent, thinking she would be attacked and, if lucky, shift part of the curse onto the opponent. Unfortunately, due to my already established bad karma, this failed. Luna was indeed attacked and had to retreat. The dwarves fleeing the battlefield in fear accidentally crushed one of the opponent's three bears. Then Luna was summoned for execution in the tavern for her previous shame, and the troops were given to a loser Moner, who volunteered to throw the army away. But, as usual, we couldn't even manage that. An angry Romantic surrendered, saying he could no longer bear my humiliation and was forced to surrender out of noble feelings.
Sorry about this and thanks for the game.