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Gigantic selector cylinders rolled out of the ventral housings on the UAF-Onaka, as it's gunnery crews selected two EMR missiles. “Captain! We have hard lock on hostile at marks six point one, and six point three.”

“Fire, and bring us about and engage weapons free.”

Two missiles launched themselves from the tubes before cutting their boosters and firing their maneuvering thrusters turning them one hundred and eighty degrees. The two missiles angles themselves to face the two UEC corvettes following the Onaka before firing their main boosters once more.

The two corvettes bank around attempting to avoid the strange missiles, but it was no use. As the two ships lack any point defence they prove to slow, and the missiles impact their shields causing them to fair violently before dropping.

Instantly the UAF frigate floated around bringing its main guns to bare on the faster UEC ships. Instantly twelve pearl necklace like strands of tracers reach out to touch the shieldless corvettes.

Screamed came from the corridors of the two ships as thousands of armor piercing rounds slammed into their hulls. Wholes opens up, entire compartments vented into space and the leftmost ship ignited as its reactor was struck by no less than six hundred shells.

The second ship was crippled by the barrage, it's hull plating was scared, torn, and entire sections were belching smoke and fire out into the black. Then two searing whole were punched into its flank by the fighter frigates spartan laser cannons. The entire ship shook with internal explosions before coming apart as its reactor overloaded.

It's harassers felt with the Onaka turned one of its tertiary railguns toward the planet in answer to a request for a railgun strike. The turret swivel its slightly forked barrel glowing as more and more energy built up as the twelve ton slug was loaded. Before the slug was flung out with a metallic twang that resonated throughout the shall ships hull

In space there was a burst as a cloud of condensed gases were flung through the grill of the railgun. The slug shot out at hyper velocity, blazing through the battle that raged in space. It hit the atmosphere where a cloud of condensed gases began to condense ahead of the falling object, making it resemble a meteor.

Marlene’s position exploded as she watched the incoming UEC artillery come raining in. She had already lost two of her titans, but even now as more arty fell around her she heard the world split apart.

There was an apocalyptic explosion that showers her position in dirt and rocks. Through the tac-link she saw the position the artillery had been coming from vanish as an orbital rail gun strike pulverized the area.

Disconnecting from the soldiers view she looked up to see that the armored column she had been escorting was starting to move. As she moved she could swear she could see a swirling black cloud ahead of her column.

And as she sprinted her mech passed an atlas from another company she could swear the L-blade on the mechs back pulsed with red veins. In fact she was hearing reports that some of the Siafu mechs with L-blade’s and even a few ATLAS units have started gone ballistic.

“Saber find me a connection between the insurance of rouge mechs.” She orders her machine as she uses her emergency vents to boost ahead of a centaur tank.

She thrust her hand out deploying her magnetic shield, and was immediately grateful as an incoming tank shell stopped dead in its tracks.”Holy shit Saber 1-2 thanks for the save.”

“She was about to respond when the tank that fired the shell exploded. Attention was then drawn to a small group of maybe fifteen socom troopers all either in various Siafu mechs, advanced looking Atlas units, or various types of stolen UEC or changeling federation vehicles. Most of which held either injured or dead socom troopers in HEBA suits.

Leading the impromptu charge was one mech an Atlas-3 with a red base on its armor, and a grey, green camouflage pattern. The blue outline and name above the mech marked the big mech as [Helldiver: Snafu “Prowler”].

Prowler leaped into the air using its jump jets slamming back down on a equestrian APC causing its frame to crumble. Immediately two nearby UEC LAVs swiveled their turrets to track the new threat. But as the turrets moved Prowler snapped into motion.

A gatling swiveled up and around his shoulder as he sprinted across the field towards the two light armored vehicles. The Icarus mount turned and tracked a a small group of hostile infantry before cutting them down with a stream of flechettes.

The nearest of the two LAVs launched a missile as Prowler came upon them. Instantly the ATLAS-3 vented to the side firing its trench coat as it proceeds to shoulder check the vehicle. The lighter tracked vehicle attempted to move but instead of allowing the LAV to move Prowler picked up one side of the vehicle literally knocked it onto its side.

Seeing the fate of its brother the second LAV attempted to reverse firing its cannon towards the Helldiver mech. In response Snafu ducked behind the cover he had just created and swivels out his left wrist autocannon loaded with sabot grenades.

Taking a deep breath he deploys his magnetic shield before mantling over the overturned LAV. Not two seconds after he made it over did four shells impact his mag shield stopped dead by the magnetic field.

Snafu’s mech rocked to the side as a shell struck its shoulder and instantly he reversed the polarity on the shield sending the rounds back where they came. The four shells slammed into the side of the LAV and were imedietly followed by a stream of anti-armor grenades from Prowlers cannons.

As the armored UEC vehicle exploded one of the grenades over shot its target and sailed into the once peaceful forest that had now become a war zone.

Two of princess twilight’s human personal guards shouldered their ageing M-66 rifles and killed fired through an overturned jeep. Among the other human UEC soldiers these humans stood out. And not just because they used the old model M-66 but because they also wore an old model of NAC marine battle armor. Relics from before and during the lanky war, from before the formation of the COG.

It's once deep blue armor had been painted a royal purple and each sported twilight's cutie mark on the breastplate. Beside them they watched one of the Earther’s Siafu mechs shudder. It's chest exploded in a shower of gore as its pilot was shot through the open cockpit by an errant cannon round, and the two traitor humans smiled.

“Kile mount up, let’s see if William’s training paid off.” one of the humans shouted before turning to a group of conscripts and garrison troops.

“You, you and you cover him. Chaser run interference, cardice shield him.”

Two griffons and a dragon snorted in derision as the elevated slave told them their supposed orders. But they obeyed as did the yellow changeling who stepped up horn glowing brightly before a shimmering shield of alabaster magic covered the mech.

The Pegasus however took to the skies and was immediately shot down by a second Siafu mech. As one the group of UEC soldiers turned to the crimson Siafu. Some of the newer soldiers yielded to their primal nature shying away from the blood soaked armor shrike.

As Shawn fired rounds into the mechs armored form there was a mechanical whirring behind them as the captured Siafu came to life. Taken off guard the pilot of the Earther machine looked up and Shawn took his chance shouldering hit rifle once again and drilling the Earther through the neck.

She recoiled hands going to her squirting throat, before her body slumped forward. Smiling Shawn opened a panel Williams had drilled the location of into his trainees. The machine fallback on its haunches, hydraulic cylinders extending the back section of the siafu’s cockpit open where the body of the dead COG soldier slid out before flopping onto the ground.

With a smirk Shawn climbed into the mechs cockpit and ran through its start up sequence. There was a hiss of hydraulics as the machine came to life and the cockpit “seat” folded back into the machines torso placing him at the things neck.

Smoothly he lowers the machines head sealing the cockpit as Kile turned his green mech in his direction. “command this is charley and delta Twi-three, we have successfully captured two enemy mechs. Request redirect.”

“Acknowledged twi-three. Your cohort us to move to sector six-delta-seven.”

“Six-delta-seven confirmed. Twi-three is Oscar mike.”

As the first sergeant’s cohort moved around he couldn't help but smile. As he thought about how if the Earthers had come just a day earlier they could have stopped the first shipments of the now completed serpent mechs from leaving the system, with the schematics.

A line of rounds stitched them selves across the muddy dirt ahead of him killing one of his cohort. Glancing up he could see an absolutely huge squadron of NAC fighters flying over head towards the refinery.

He couldn't help but hope that the supreme commander had a plan for this. But as soon as the thought crossed his mind a thunderous subsonic thrumm filled the air in the direction of her Trottingham, there was only one thing he knew of that made that much disturbance. Beside the departing cohort a cannon boomed as it sent a shell blazing into the sky.

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“...Or as the good reverend would say. While we’re on this particular mission we might never know. But I do know, here today. That the black knights will emerge victorious once again.”

“eh man reverend.” one of the shrike pilots said. As a flak shell exploded against the armored hull of knight six. The pilots fighter shuddered under the impact but the weak explosive had failed to do any damage beyond scuffing the paint and denting the armor.

When they had flown down and across the continent from Manitoba they had been all smiles and jokes. All seventy pilots each flying some variation of the NAC’s Shrike or avenger fighters. Except for the lone onyx guard pilot “Ruler” who flew a loaned Gungnir from the Nordic Empire.

It's vantablack, and dull blue armor absorbed all light as it flew. And as the fighter group of seventy plus fighters burst through the cloud cover they came face to face with a cloud wall stretching around the refueling and water station. It stretched in a perfect twenty mile diameter circle. As if the storm had simply stopped and they were at the eye of a hurricane.

They didn't know what to expect but what they currently were not expecting was a massive UEC destroyer hovering over the station. It's sweeping elegant hull gleaned in the light made by the lighting and thunder around it.

“Holy shit…” one of the knights commented.

None of them knew what had made the storm receded from around the ship as they had only seen similar effects with lanky teriformers. Their computers translated the equestrian writing in the side of the ship spelling out “ELEMENT OF MAGIC”.

“Black knights Lock and load.” “Eagle” the black knights Tuskegee trained squadron leader called out. His grey red tailed shrike slowed as one of its rotary selectors partaly slid out from inside of the hull. “Knights we are red and free. Knight-one, fox three.”

Instantly every fighter in the fifty fighter attack group fired a missile. The tridents streaked forth blazing straight into the side of the ships shimmering shields. The shields flared flashing through gold, blue, violet and red before returning to their neutral coloring.

“Command knight-one, command knight-one switching to EMR and moving in.” The black knights squadron leader called out before banking his fighter to port a move followed by his squadron of ten fighters.

“Knights Notch reference one-two-Zero.” He reported his left hand dancing across his cockpit controls. “Knight-three one-two-zero.” His squadron reported falling into formation.

The squadron of seven fighters blazed across across the hull of the ship aiming at what one of the blisters on the ships hull. “Knight-one hot lock, echo fox-one.”

“Knight-seven fox-two.” Seven missiles swivel on the selector rack before locking into place and leaping forth. to detonate against the ships shields.

The ships shields flair again, only more brightly than before. And for a fraction of a second they think the Element Of magic’s shields would hold. But as they flared brighter than the sun the shields gave up the ghost.

But the problem now was what the hell could they do against that ship with fighters? And with that ships shields it was only a matter of time before they recharged.

Then their vision shifted as they passed over the ship and banked around for another run. Now instead of just the ship they saw several squadrons of UEC fighters bursting from underneath the ship.

A screen on his HUD showed what the AI, assumed was the squadron leader. It was a cobalt blue shrike no doubt captured and modified judging by the golden contrail behind its twin engines.

The cobalt fighter barrel rolled around an incoming shrike before looping back around and firing two bolts of pink energy from its condenser cannons.

The energy lanced out and splatters against the hull of Mongoose-six dissolving its armor and cooking off its fuel. The entire fighter exploded and as distress beacon failed to fire they knew Mongoose-six had been unable to eject.

The equestrian shrike banked around destroying another fighter before a missile struck its side causing a shield to flair to life. The impact and explosion still send the fighter spiraling in a corkscrew. “Eagle” former Onyx guard fighter pilot turned his vantablack fighter he zoomed in on the captured shrike. Under its cockpit where a pegasus sat he could see the lettering CPT-Rainbow Dash.

“Knights weapons free.” Eagle banked his fighter around before burning hard after the equestrian ace that had just destroyed two more fighters in ten times as many seconds.

It's been some time since they left their holding cells. The human and the unicorn walk through the various corridors within the detention block of the complex. She wanted leave the area as soon as possible before they encounter anymore UEC guards. But Fallon was insistent on locating his two comrades and getting them out as well. Because he never “left a man behind, and he was going to find them with or without Gusty's help”.

Understanding where he's coming from. Gusty agreed to help Fallon find his friends and get them out as well. But to do just that. She told him they need to find the prison logbook which keeps record of every prisoner that comes in and out of the detention block and which holding cells they're being kept in. She had said the prisoner logbook should be at the security lobby at the main entrance of the detention block, when she was explaining what they need to do the two made their way to security lobby.

When they reached the entrance way to the security lobby blocked by a metal door with a hard glass viewport. Fallon took a makeup mirror he had ”liberated” from a dead guard and took a peek over the viewport window.

He sees a large room on the right side of it was a large security desk big enough for at least three people. “Fuck.” Fallon signaling to gutsy to wait with a held up fist.

Sitting at the desk were three guards, two unicorns and a diamond dog. On the left side was an elevator and at the very end of the lobby was the main entrance and standing beside each side of it were two large diamond dogs. He also sees various flavours of surveillance equipment over the lobby. “Damn it.” He mutters to himself wishing he could use his implant but knowing better.

After getting what he needed to see, he turns to look at Gusty and tells her what he saw in the room. “Is there another way through here?” he asked his unicorn companion.

“No there isn't... well actually there is one back the way we came I think but I can't be for sure, and we would have to go all the way back plus however long it takes us to get there. No this way is faster.”

“Ok we go loud. Flash’n clear. On me.” Fallon went over to one side of the door, while Gusty stayed on the side where the button pad to open the door was located with one of the I.D. keys already in the key slot and her hand over the large red button. Both of them having their guns ready.

Fallon quietly counted to three thrusting his hand and fingers down silently for emphasis. On two he pulled a flashbang from his pocket. On one he shouldered his shotgun and pulled the pin, an actual grenade pin with his teeth like it was the fucking twentieth century, like a savage.

When he reached zero Gutsy cracked open the door and Fallon backhanded the grenade into the room. There was a shout of surprise before the grenade went off with a bang.

Immediately Fallon and Gutsy burst into the room weapons at the ready. Fallon turned to his left blasting the first unicorn in the head. As the horned equestrian’s head disintegrated, Fallon shifted his aim racking the slide and pulling the trigger again. The second unicorn’s chest exploded as the buckshot tore into it, he racked the slide again.

There were three reports to his right as Gutsy fired her pistol downing the two diamond dog guards at the door. The final guard managed to raise its rifle only for the MOTH to blast his stomach open. The dog’s eyes filled with pain and horror as bits of ravaged intestines blood surged through its fat fingers.

With a smirk Fallon racked the shotgun again and shot the dog in the head. The buckshot blew out the main surveillance panel while simultaneously painting the board with blood.

Once it was over while Fallon was keeping lookout and reloading the archaic pump action shotgun. Gusty went quickly behind the desk and started looking for the prison logbook after several seconds she found it in one of the desk drawers.

It her took several minutes look it over, turning one page after another until she found what they're looking for. It turns out they had Fallon's friends in holding cells.

Gusty grabs the I.D. keys for that level from another desk drawer, and oddly enough she also found a duffle bag under the desk. She assumed it must have belong to one of the guards perhaps one of the unicorns, who were sitting behind the desk before she and Fallon came busting in.

She checked the inside duffle bag and it's contents. Only to find a spare UEC uniform, a towel, and some hygiene items. She decides to take the bag thinking it might come in handy in storing items they might find along the way. “Fallon, I've got ‘em there in blocks thirteen and twenty-two delta.”

“Lets move then.” Fallon says gesturing for Gutsy to enter the elevator first.

Once the elevator reach level 5, the two walked out the elevator and cautiously went down various corridors making to watch each other's back and watch their corners. At his peripheral he could see the writhing smoke cloud flowing along with them as they moved. Several minutes later they found a cell marked thirteen-delta where Big Dog was being kept.

“Alright stay here and keep look out. I'm gonna go get him.” The MOTH says to his equestrian companion as he looked into viewport. After making Harris was inside he then knocked on it three times.

Someone answered, "Wha-what? Who's there?"

"Big Dog, it's Iceman. I'm here to break you out." Fallon says unsheathing his monofilament knife from his bionic.

"Iceman? How the fuck did a bitch like you got out?" The prisoner responds as Gutsy watches the human sheer the first door lock away with the blade.

"It's a long story. Let's just say I had some help. now hold on I'm opening door.” with that Fallon slices the final lock off of the door before removing the three hinges and kicks it down.

The slab clangs to the ground revealed Big Dog, who was laying against the far back wall. He was in the condition as Fallon, when he was in his cell. His dark skin scared and splotched where the bindings had held him.

“Its about damn time Iceman, I was wondering if I was gonna have to come rescue you.” Big Dog says stand up allowing Fallon to cut the bindings with the monofilament knife.

“You rescue me? You've got jokes, you can rescue these nuts. Gutsy come in here let's see What’s in that bag.” Fallon says thinking whatever was in that duffle bag she found earlier might have something to cover his friend up. Big Dog looked at Fallon wondering who this Gusty person was and had to assume this was the help Fallon mentioned.

Gusty showed herself in the holding cell's door way. Right before she was about to step inside. Big Dog sees her and as soon as he realizes she was actually a pony and sees the pistol in her right hand.

He immediately took defensive stance with both of his fists raised up. Gusty on her part immediately stops and stands in the doorway. She didn't show any emotion on her face. But in her mind, she was somewhat apprehensive, she didn't want to do anything that might upset or cause harm to the unstable human.

Before anything could escalated, Fallon quickly stood between them, giving Big Dog a halting gesture and said, "Whoa, easy there. She's with us. She's the reason I got out in the first place.”

Big Dog looks at her and then at Iceman and said "Are you sure?"

“Honestly, I don't trust her as far as I could throw her. But still it's better than nothing.” Fallon says conspiratorially

While Big Dog was putting on some pants and a white t-shirt, the two humans started a short conversation on the whole situation and any plans on getting out the complex and many other things.

When they got to the topic on Magic. Big Dog went all silent all of a sudden with a grim look on his face. Fallon look at him with quizzical face and said, "What's wrong? Did something happen to him?". Big Dog look at the man in the eyes with a pained looked.

"It happen last night, I don't how long in time, but I woke up hearing loud screaming coming from down this corridor. It was no scream I ever heard before and I have heard a lot, especially in this line of work. Like when someone is set on fire.” Harris says

That information makes Fallon stop and forces him to rethink his plan. ‘Damn if Magics’ off the board we’ve lost a fourth of our combat effectiveness. All we can hope for is that he isn't really dead. And if he us we will have to det his kit.’

"Then what the hell are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Big Dog nods his head in agreement and says, "Right. I was overstaying my welcome anyway." The two men walked out the holding cell and into corridor. Fallon made sure to grab the duffel bag on his way out. when he sees Gusty still standing lookout.

He calls out for her and tells her what they're doing next, while giving her back the bag, which she precedes to put it back on in the same place she had it before. He tells her to give one her pistols that she took from the guards earlier to Big Dog.

She looks at the man standing near by them and then at Fallon nods his head. She gives the pistol she had in her right hand over to Big Dog. Who carefully takes the gun from her still cautious of the unicorn mare and ready to shoot her in the back. He looks it over and check the ammo mag before loading back in.

Gusty takes out the second pistol from her drop leg pistol holster on her right hip. This pistol was different from her first one. this pistol has been outfitted with a longer trigger guard along with a folding foregrip, muzzle brake, and a 20-round magazine. It also had an optional detachable shoulder stock which was stored in the holster. there was a title on on the slide that said, "Ursa Major 95R3".

Once she was done looking over her new primary weapon. "So what now?"

"We need to get to Magic, yesterday. Which holding cell was he in again?"

“He should be in holding cell twenty-three delta. Which is right down this corridor further down this way." The unicorn pointed in the direction they need to go. She then went ahead of them, taking point, while Big Dog was covering their rear with Iceman in the center of the group.

After several minutes, they arrived at holding cell 23-D. As soon as they got there, Gusty immediately knew there was something off, she could pick up a scent, one that was all too familiar in her long years living. It was the scent of blood. Fallon noticing there was something up with Gusty and he asked her, "Hey. What is it?" She didn't say anything at first, until finally she told him, "I'm smelling blood, it's coming from the cell."

After hearing the mare said that, Fallon quickly moved in front of the door he knocked on the cell door three times like he did on the last one. but there was no response just cold silent...He try again one last time. But like the first time no response......just cold silent. Fallon looked at the others behind him not saying anything neither did the man and the pony. He then decided to unlock the door and opened it.

What he saw behind the metal door, he thought he never see again. Not for a while at least. Which was seeing another one of his friends, his comrade-in-arms, laying dead before him. Big Dog and Gusty had to look over Fallon's shoulders to see what he's seeing. Since he was still blocking the doorway to the cell.

Big Dog had this mild expression of grief and pain on his face knowing that one of his friends was gone. Gusty had a sad yet stoic expression having seeing this so many times in her cursed existence.

Fallon silently walked into the holding cell, when he got to Magic's body which was laying on stone ground on his left side. It appears he died from severe brain hemorrhage. There was blood coming out of Magic's slightly open mouth, nose, eyes and ears. the blood pooling where his head lays and he died with his eyes open.

But that's not what drew his attention. No what drew his attention was the smoke creature who had taken the familiar shape of a wendigo.

“ThE IrOn LeSs oNe dId ThIs.” It said its voice undulating and filled with an alien rage.

“Who is the Ironless one?” Big Dog asked the smoke creature who snapped its shovel shaped head toward him. That got Fallon’s attention “Wait you can see it too? Honestly I thought I was going insane.”

“Yeah remember we both saw it in the before we got captured.”

“I don't understand I don't see anything what are you talking about?” Gutsy asked the humans who she now partly believed to be... traumatized.

“I don't know, Rarity did my Interrogation. Who did yours?” Fallon asked waving off Gutsy.

“Williams he was the interrogator mostly, him and his snake.” At the mention of Williams the smoke creature writhed and billowed in anger. But before anyone could continue an apocalyptic bang shook the complex.

“Damn that shot must have been real close. Harris, Gutsy watch the hall I'll finish up in here.”

As soon as he finished taking the physical dog-tag from magic’s body fallon stepped outside. And right into an argument between his MOTH brother and the ex-UEC sergeant. Not in any kind of mood that would let him deal with this he snapped his fingers at the two gaining they attention.

"Lock it down, both of you. Fighting ourselves isn't going to do anything. We need to get out of here and we're not going to do that by arguing with one another. If we're going to escape from here we have to work together."

The two look at each other for one moment and then nod their head to one other both silently agreeing to put aside their differences for the meantime until they escape from here. Big Dog then chose this moment to grunt out "Alright then, where do we go from here?"

Fallon said, "First things First, we're going to need to find locate and recover our HEBA suits, weapons and other gear. If we're going to have a small fighting chance of leaving this place alive than we're going to need them and we can't let UEC have a chance to study and reverse-engineer them. That's our next move."

“Yeah? That's all good and all. But big problem, where are we going to find our gear?”

Fallon looks to the unicorn mare and ask, "Gusty, Do you have any idea where they might be keeping them?"

"I might have an idea. Chances are they have them kept in the weapons research division. Which in a different part of the science and research ward. It may take some time and a little work. but I think we can get there." The cursed unicorn said turning to Fallon as he spoke. "Alright, Then lets move out".

With their new objective set, the group of three prepare to leave. Big Dog and Gusty move on ahead of Fallon. Before he left to joint the others, he takes one last look at Magic's corpse with regret in his eyes. Before snatching his templar cross from magic’s dog-tag chain.

"I'm sorry for not doing anything for ya man. But don't worry. l'll make sure Williams and that bitch join you in hell. And that your tag is returned to the templar base on luna. That's promise." with that he left with righteous determination in his eyes. because in his mind one way or another, Williams and Rarity were going to regret the day they ever met Avery Fallon.

Supreme Commander Rarity was overlooking the battlefield map. All friendly and enemy targets marked in either blue or red. While she was in the middle of strategizing defensive maneuvers in the hopes of setting up a counter attack against the human assault of Tearus. A low ranked soldier briskly walks up to her with a minor yet urgent report for her.

Showing her the proper military decorum the soldier address Rarity by her proper title and then tells her that he has a (somewhat) urgent report for her. At first she did not respond to him mostly because she was too heavily focused on the battlefield map and her calculating thoughts.

The soldier not being deterred addresses Rarity once again. While not looking away from the map she finally response with a calm yet irritated tone in her voice. She tells him "what is it soldier, can't you see I am in the middle of diverting a crisis on my hands?!". She then tells the soldier to quickly give his report.

The soldier does as she asked him to do and gives his report. He tells her that three prisoners had escape from the detention block and tells her who escaped, Sergeant Gusty, Harris, and Fallon. As soon as Fallon name comes up. Rarity stops what she was doing and looks away from the battlefield map and looks at the young stallion with a cold-eyed stare and asked him how did that happen.

With a somewhat nervous look on his face, he explains it was Sergeant Gusty, who helped the two human prisoners broke out their prison cells and is further helping them escaping this complex. Rarity asked where they're are now. The soldier simply answer her with "we don't know, ma'am". He explains due to the human assault on the planet and every military personnel either fighting them off and ect. They are having a hard time locating them.

After dismissing the soldier, Rarity calls in Bra'tac, few seconds later he comes to her and gives her the usual decorum and respect. He than ask what is her bidding. His mistress explain the situation to him and than orders him to hunt down the three escaping prisoners and capture the two humans alive. but as for the unicorn traitor, she is to be eliminated and then she dismisses him.

Bra'tac was about to leave the command center to carry out his mistress' orders. but he stops mid-way and remembers the conversation he had with the human name Fallon and what he told him. The male tymerian had this feeling someone...or rather somepony lied to him about his sister's fate when he found Miiora's heart scale and her scent on both the human's combat gear and his body.

Despite what his mistress told him what happen to his sister. He needed to know. He wanted to be confrontational, but knew that would be very foolish and unwise. So showing the same respect and decorum to his mistress like he always done for many years of his life. Bra'tac then asked Rarity about his sister's fate.

Giving him a blank expression. In her mind she was somewhat annoyed that her guard slave would be asking such trivial question of all times like this. She asks why did he wanted to know and he carefully explain his reasons of why. Both Rarity and Bra'tac started having a mild conversation on the topic, which slowly turned into a calm and subtle argument.

Rarity was getting somewhat fed up with this trivial and time-wasting argument. She simply ends it by reminding Bra'tac his place and the consequences of disobedience. That silence him.

She tells him "If he was done, he has a certain task to carry out, get to it" and that was it. She turns back to what she was doing before without another word. “Of coarse Mistress.”

Bra'tac walks off, but before he went through doorway, he looked back at his mistress, who was now fully occupied with the human assault. Thoughts of doubt begin running through his mind, he gets the feeling that his his mistress wasn't telling him the full truth about his sister and was hiding something from him.

He was starting to believe what the human had said was true, but not fully though, he still needed confirmation. So with that Bra'tac leaves the command center to carry out his orders. With that she returned her attention to the holo table.

In the corner of the war room Casper Williams smirked as he gestured to his personally trained team of mech pilots. At his side his lover and slave Min’Baku.

“Williams I want you and the serpent to move into position. If the COG brings their mechs. I want to counter with our own to buy us time to escape. The money had already been placed into your account.”

“Then your wish is my command boss. I'll move my lance out right away.” As the human and his slave left two other human pilots followed behind.