Reginald watched calmly as Nagahide helped the girl limp away. Despite the crowds of panic stricken people jostling past him to get to the ships and the DSE personal who were now in dissarray, some even brave enough to fire at the roof in a vain attempt to bring calm, Reginald felt almost relieved by the suddeness with which events had disintegrated. Now it was entirely out of his hands, but it wasn't over. As the last of the Samura employes climbed aboard the transports Reginald cleared the bay of all DSE personal and assigned each to their emergancy stations.
At roughly that same moment several wings of Blood Dragon fighters, armed to the teeth and in full formation, emurged from the Kayo cloud in cruise and intent on one thing and one thing only. The death of the head of Samura, the Blood Dragon's oldest enemy.
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