(Eleven)
While Fallen was flying Remy and Justin in towards the large Dognan Complex, Jacob teleported in a crew of his own. He had deliberately selected a landing site on the opposite end of the complex from where she had gone. The plan was for this second crew to cause enough of a diversion that Justin and Remy would have fewer soldiers to deal with as they worked.
Jacob teleported his crew in near one of the loading bays and stepped back, exhausted from the task. He was not as powerful as Reese had been and the effort of moving so many people had tired him. Fortunately, this time the pilots from the alpha squad had been brought along to help spread the new squads out. They grabbed their pre-arranged cargo of men and took to the skies, spreading out the assault force into four groups.
Jacob stood with Valentin's group and waited. Once everyone was in place, they gave a loud cheer and attacked the building, startling the bands of soldiers milling about nearby. The Clansmen were cloaked with Fallen's revised devices and the Dognan had no idea what was going on at first.
The Clansmen were well organized and attacked the armed soldiers first, eliminating the worst threat. The Dognan fell quickly, unable to see who was attacking them. It was almost comical as the ones who managed to escape the first wave of attackers fired out shots at random, sometimes killing their own men, sometimes not. More Dognan men fell than Clansmen and the newcomers soon overpowered them.
Jacob hung back from the worst of the fighting, not being a seasoned soldier, and watched in a kind of horrified admiration as Wolverine took to his task with gusto, growling and snarling. Blood flew about in all directions as Logan gleefully let go of all restraint and skillfully worked his way through the crowd. As talented in the martial arts as Remy might have been, this soldier was far more deadly. When he had free rein to act, he was as beautiful in his own deadly way as he was lethal. Six silver blades, at once covered with blood, sliced artistic arcs through the air with deadly intent, more often then not finding the intended target with no wasted motion. The screams of the mortally wounded added their own soundtrack, leaving no question that this was a dance of war.
Valentin wasn't far behind his mutant companion, hacking and slashing with his huge broadsword. Where Logan was good up close, short and sweet, Valentin was just as lovely, slicing his way through the crowd and showing just how well he deserved the title of First General.
As he took down some of the armed men, Valentin distributed their guns and the Dognan were pushed back even farther inside the complex, repulsed by their own weapons.
Logan stepped back, clear of enemies for a moment, and took a deep breath. This was going so well that he had to hold himself in check. It would be too easy to get carried away and dash off deeper inside the complex to follow his prey. Knowing that this building was going to go up any moment, that wouldn't be such a good idea. He could only hope that Remy and Justin were getting along okay.
It wasn't long before the warriors heard a huge rumble and the ground trembled beneath them. Justin's charges had gone off, signaling that it was time to wrap this up.
"Take cover!" Valentin shouted and the Clan men raced for the outside. They hadn't gone that far inside so it was only a short dash to freedom. They were joined by the pilots returning with their survivors, a short crew. Valentin had suffered some severe losses, but not as badly as the Dognan had just now. All in all, it was still a rousing success.
Jacob gathered them all quickly and happily teleported them back to the Lucky Dragon, too excited and thrilled to care how the trip had exhausted him further. They had done it! They were free!