Each night the Puzzlelord went to bed with images of jigsaw pieces and various metal rings spinning in his mind. The Alien Grandmaster pressed upon the planet, and the minds of the common folk weren't powerful enough to keep him at bay. Only the brilliant could stand up to the Alien Grandmaster's cipher swarms.
And the next morning another one arrived. The Puzzlelord sent a wave of defensive decryptions, but he could not continue to hold in a defensive manner. Eventually he'd need to attack back and send the Alien Grandmaster back home to Complex Quaternion 13, a joke of a facility, but away from here at least.
So, the Puzzlelord figured no time would be better than now to launch his Enigma Bomb on its quizzical quest. As he felt the cipher swarm retreating, he felt for the launch button. As soon as he was confident the swarm was no longer intent on mind-hunting the citizens, but not yet safe in the Alien Grandmaster's Battleship, he pressed the button.
A silo opened up from the ground, and out launched a rocket covered with small satellite dishes. It sped toward the Alien Grandmaster's ship, and when it was safely out of range of the planet, it bombarded the ship with radio riddles.
None of the swarm could defend itself on its own, so they were immediately annihilated, leaving the battleship unguarded. With no defenses, it had no choice but to return to Complex Quaternion 13, the joke of a facility that it was, but away from here at least.
The citizens of the planet rejoiced, and the Puzzlelord slumped back into his seat, relieved at the reprieve from the riddles. They wouldn't have to worry about mind mysteries for some time. They'd have to prepare their defenses for the Alien Grandmaster's eventual return, though. The Puzzlelord wouldn't be with them forever, so a new generation of wily warriors would need to be trained.
The Alien Grandmaster, meanwhile, traveled among the stars in silence, not daring to draw attention to himself. He'd figure out a way through the Puzzlelord's defenses eventually. This was just one assault of many. Until then, though, he'd need to recruit new cipher soldiers. So, he set his mind to that. He eventually arrived back home at Complex Quaternion 13, the joke of a facility that it was, and away from the Puzzlelord, for now.
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