"Idiots!" General Ikezawa thought, slamming her fist on the war table in frustration. Once more, her men had been drawn out by a feint, and been obliterated by an overwhelming show of force. She had a strong defensive position, but somehow she was still losing more men than the enemy. Her opponent seemed to move with unnatural speed, striking with all available resources at Ikezawa's weakest, from where there had been no sign of any troop gatherings.
 
General Ikezawa took a long breath, and looked out over the battlefield once more. She herself was still very well protected, but the rest of her forces were slowly being scattered. The enemy showed no fear, and her defensive lines were failing. It didn't make any sense. Her warriors were every bit as skilled and deadly as their opponents. They backed each other up at every opportunity. So why did they keep getting slaughtered?
 
Suddenly she spotted the clue. Ironically, it was the enemy itself that gave her the clue; her losses had made her hesitant to make another move, and they were getting restless. In that moment, their advantage - and their only weakness - became clear.
 
They were able to move through the central field so well because they had damn near no backup. If a small group could jump past their front line, they could cause untold damage! It was a risky plan, but there were no longer any other options. The general accepted that staying in one place could not win the battle, and gave the order to attack.
 
First, the hard part. She broke her own fortifications, and drove a wedge directly at the strongest part of the enemy's offensive. She knew she had no chance of breaking it, and she would take heavy losses, but it was a necessary diversion. This attack would draw most of their troops into the grind of tough, upfront battle. She looked away as her troops began to fall, regret growing within her, but she was needed elsewhere.
 
A two-pronged attack on the other side of the field did its job. The relative weakness of the remaining troops were easily broken, and she had her moment. The enemy general reacted, but could not afford to take so many men away from the primary melee. She reacted as Ikezawa had expected and feared - a direct assault on headquarters. She intended to end the battle before Ikezawa could do any lasting damage.
 
Although panic set in, Ikezawa stuck with her plan. With enemy troops knocking down her door, somehow, she still had hope. And when she looked up and made eye contact with her nemesis, she shocked her by having a smile on her face.
 
[What are you smiling about? I have mate in two moves! It's over!] Shizune signed furiously, with Misha somehow maintaining her attitude in the translation.
 
Hanako simply moved her knight from the backfield into primary attacking position. She threatened Shizune's king from behind, and her rook blocked off any escape. "Checkmate," she said, smiling softly. She had finally won.