note- I have added in a few forgotten sections into phase 3, they're all bolded to be recognized easier, I'd highly suggest reading them to understand the rest of the story. Sorry for the inconvience


Phase 4- New Insurance

Nearly a day after the battle at San Francisco, Nitras stood in one of the docking bays of the former ZAFT Headquarters, clad in the normal jet and white-colored uniform of Giyre. His pair of green eyes gazed up his fabulous Gundam from his ZAFT Piloting School, painted with a color like night, and other parts with beautiful tones of red and yellow. One with a taller-thinner head than most Gundams, and with a horn-like extrusion, but giving it a sense of power, strength, and ability. A fine beam-rifle attached to its arm, and to its sides a pair of curved blades, making its name- the Double Edge Gundam, fit.

As the boy still gazed at up the amazing machine, he could hear two men talking down the one hallway, and out of the corner of his eye he could Balador walking alongside another high-rank officer, this one with shoulder-length silver hair, and his uniform mostly white than the usual black. Before long as they continued their conversation, Balador noticed the boy standing before the Gundam, and turned his attention over him instead.

"Ahh there you are Nitras, good to see you" Varo greeted. The teen turned fully to the leader of Giyre and gave a salute.

"The same Sir" he said.

"Are you prepared enough for tomorrow's attack now? Soon after that last operation?" Balador asked. Nitras nodded.

"Yes sir, I should be fine" the boy answered. The white-uniform man next to Balador now spoke.

"Perfect, you have nothing to worry about. You'll have the other two from your team with you, and I'll be out there as well" the Sergeant explained. The young pilot's eyes widened.

"You mean, you're going as well Sergeant Worlat?" Nitras questioned. The ace-pilot of Giyre nodded.

"Aye, it is an aerial-based after all, and I think you know about that Gundam we got from ZAFT, the Jet".

"Yes, I do, will you be piloting it?".

"I will, I'm the only air-combat pilot qualified enough for it. And let me tell you, by some test videos I've watched and even just reading over the blue-prints it's a powerful machine, far better than the Demolition even" Worlat answered. Balador smirked.

"This is quite the big operation Nitras, remember that. It's not every day that we're sending in the Roc, as well as four Gundams" Varo said. Nitras nodded. "But be warned, I'm sure the Earth Alliance will send in its own share of Gundams, Mobile Armors and Mobile Suits, so it'll be quite the challenge. Likewise, I'm sure Xigo will be on the battlefield…". Nitras's eyes narrowed at the mentioning of the young man's name.

"I will show no mercy sir". Balador cocked an eyebrow.

"Are you sure? That is your long-time friend out there don't forget, I'm sure he won't be in any perfect shape to fight the only friend he had while at that school, the one person that treated him well. I do not want you to let your emotions, or past get in the way of your mission" Varo went on.

"He is an official soldier to the enemy force Sir; therefore he is an enemy to me" Nitras firmly spoke. Sergeant Worlat appeared impressed.

"I think he speaks the truth Balador, he seems to be the perfect pilot for Giyre" the air-pilot said. Balador nodded in agreement.

"That he is Sergeant, that he is. I trust in him as if he had served for us his entire life" Varo added. The leader then turned and began to walk back off towards the hallway he entered in, with Worlat following aside him once more. "Don't forget to attend today's gathering on the mission Nitras" Balador called out.

"I won't sir!" the young man called back. Once the two high-officials were completely gone, the teen turned back to his Gundam, gazing back up at the fabulous machine. He had now lost the fury he once bore in his eyes, and the intensified feeling in his body. In fact, he felt a weakness in his heart…

"Maybe I can put on an act for them Xigo, but how can I do it for you…on the battlefield…?" Nitras whispered to himself.


"So, it was you that sent that squad of Moebius Zeroes" Commander Cerrical said with a smirk as she stared at a computer screen with the General of the Earth Alliance Military on it. The middle-aged aged man chuckled.

"Yeah, I figured even your own four Gundams would still have a bit of a hard time taking on that massive onslaught of troops from Giyre, and if anything the Moebius Zeroes are the best bet for taking on large numbers of enemies" General Toros replied.

"Considering how they wiped out some twenty Ginns in a matter of forty seconds I think you're right" Cerrical added. The General smiled.

"Well I'm glad that operation worked, but now we still have much more to take care of…" he said, his voice losing the much more carefree tone it had before. The Commander's face was like so.

"Indeed. We've stopped now along the shore of Oregon, and giving our personal a chance to rest. Only the mechanics are working, and that's only on the Valor, which suffered some minor damage in the battle".

"And that's the one with the boy from the ZAFT school that was destroyed correct?" Toros asked. Cerrical nodded.

"Yes sir. I was wondering if you would do the procedure and writing to have him enlisted in our military, next time we see you" the woman said. The General nodded himself.

"That is fine, he is very much an asset to us now" he responded, "in fact, we can do it when your ship arrives here. Administrator Jorno has asked me to tell that he'd like for your ship and every one it to come her to our base in the Rockies. Apparently he's getting a large meeting together to discuss all of our military and political plans for this war". Cerrical nodded.

"Understood General, I'll have the ship directed and put on the move at once".

Further away from the Commander, still in the Docking Bay where she had been, the four Gundam pilots stood with Desial as they five men all looked up the group of mechanics who worked to repair the damage on the Valor.

"Pretty amazing that the thing didn't get scratched up even more than it did" Desial spoke. The man's eyes then wandered over the Blaze, Thunder and Aile Strike. "But how in the world did your Gundam get damaged when the other three look like they're brand new?". Xigo smirked as he looked over the head-mechanic.

"Because they didn't have to fight a Gundam piloted by an ace-coordinator" the young man said. Logan spat.

"Oh gimme a break! That would've been me fighting that thing if you hadn't gotten a head-start to him, and I wouldn't had even been touched" Dile interjected. Xigo glanced over at him now.

"Wouldn't have mattered, I heard the Commander over the radio tell you to head down to the docks".

"She wouldn't have done that if I was blazing straight over to a Gundam that was tearing the city apart!" Logan defended. Xigo rolled his eyes.

"Yeah sure, the Commander really lets a race decide the fate of an entire city" Shigora mocked. The others all laughed as Logan shrugged off the comment. By then Rodka was removing the deep-red bandana he usually wore on his head while piloting, and shook his somewhat long, crimson hair.

"Well I don't give a care about anything, lemme tell ya it's much more fun blowing apart endless little Mobile Suits than gettin' pounded by any Gundam" Redwing commented. Taro himself sighed then after hearing that.

"I swear to God, I want a pilot my age to join our base so I'm not the only one who takes a war seriously" the Major said. The others all quickly broke into a chortle.

"Ha! That's just your luck Taro!" Desial laughed. All the teens began to stop their chuckling, Xigo yawned, and sighed for a moment afterwards. Desial quickly slapped his hand on the boy's shoulder. "Tired kid?".

"Yeah, been so long that I've had a real fight, I forgot how much of a pain those things are for ya" Xigo replied. Desial grinned.

"Ha ha. Why don't ya go take a rest, I'll still stay here and make sure everything gets fixed on your Gundam" the mechanic suggested.

"Good idea, I'm gonna go get some fresh air" Shigora said, "later guys". The young man yawned again he walked away from the group, and began to head for one of the hallways that lead to one of the outside-decks of the ship. Logan then put his hands to his mouth.

"I wouldn't need to take a rest if I had fought that guy!" the young man shouted. Taro glared at him through the corner of his eye.

"Would you shut up already?" he snapped. Logan gave the Major a dirty look as Desial and Rodka laughed hysterically together.


The Order still moved upon the soft blue waves of the Pacific, flying on towards the shores of Oregon. The fresh sea-air cooled Xigo was he leaned on the railing of the deck, gazing out into the horizon. A gentle breeze blew by, touching upon the young man's face and swaying his deep sepia hair to the side as it passed by. He was still feeling the effects from his battle with the Demolition, his entire body fatigued from the stress put on it in the heat of battle. And with the challenge he got from the talented Ragoss, Xigo had to exert himself even more in the cockpit.

The teen sighed, a somewhat depressed look in his eyes. He brought his plastic bottle held in his hand to his lips, and drank of the refreshing water in it, as he noticed someone behind him, and who it was at that.

Jina walked over to him, and joined him on the railing as she smiled at Xigo.

"Mind if I stay here?" she asked. He shook his head.

"No" he weakly replied. Jina's face flashed with concern.

"You okay? You look down" the girl said, "I've noticed it from you before." Xigo seemed to give no concern himself.

"I'm just tired from the fight, it's been too long since I've been in one of that proportion" Shigora explained. Jina now appeared to be a little 'harsher'.

"I know what tired eyes look like, and yours are not them" the young Crestal spoke. Xigo looked back at her through the corner of his eye, almost surprised by what she said, though not showing any expression of shock.

"Believe me, it's nothing" he said. The comment apparently saddened Jina, and she placed her hands over his free one.

"Please tell me Xigo, you can trust me for anything, I promise I won't tell anyone else" she reassured. The young man glanced down at her hands over his, and then looked at her face for a moment, before finally sighing.

"Well, it's about Balador's little commercial the other day, and what he said specifically…" Xigo began. Jina was a bit surprised.

"Oh Xigo, don't be afraid to say that, we're all a little shooken up from that, I'm sure every single person on this Earth is" she said. For a few seconds, the boy was silent, until the finally began to speak again.

"That's not what I meant…". Jina's eyes widened.

"Well…what is it then?" she asked. Shigora took another pause, and gazed back out to the horizon.

"It's when he said the thing about my friend back at my school joining them…I don't want to believe it…but it's true…" Xigo began to explain, and quickly gained Jina's attention, and sympathy, "I talked to him personally on a private connection in our Mobile Suits, I guess he was on some other mission further away from the battle, and he's joined Giyre." Jina's eyes now widened again, and Xigo continued. "When I used to the school, I wasn't exactly the most-popular student. I was one of the best, but almost every single pilot there was jealous of me, and with that I was hated pretty well. My teachers were always good to me, but there was only one of my classmates that actually liked me, and who I could call my friend. He was an amazing pilot, on the same level as me. We were the best students there, and he was the only guy to ever give me a challenge in the test-duels. Hell, I was the only one to give him a challenge. We always tried to see who the better of us was, but every fight we had was cut-short, and neither of us ever actually won. The one time we had a duel, we nearly destroyed each other, and our Gundams as well. We ended up putting each other in the infirmary for a week, and after that the teachers banned us from having battling each other again."

"But we always got along, and he always treated me like a brother, and I always tried to do the same for him. And then, about a week before I was first sent to the Alaska Base as the exchange pilot-thing, he was sent to Giyre, as part of the same thing. When I got back, he still hadn't returned, and it turned out that he stayed for another four months, while I was still at the school. He eventually came back, but he talked a lot about how great it was, and what an awesome trip it had been for him, though I didn't pick up on it much. And I guess now, according to Balador, he was joining them and getting used to it all that time, and probably helping them out with their attacks on ZAFT. Now, as he even said when we talked, if we meet on the battlefield, we'll have to fight each other…as the other is our enemy now…" Xigo finished, and looked down at the watery waves as Jina still took in all of what she heard, the terrible story affecting her just as it seemed to affect Shigora.

"I'm so sorry Xigo…" she replied, looking away just as he was. But then she tightened her grasp on his hand, and got his attention by it, as she turned back to him. "But just remember, Logan, Iryn, Rodka and everyone else will never betray you, we all care about you deeply, like you're one of our own, and we'll make sure that we help you and be there for you in any way necessary" Jina explained, beginning to get tears, "especially me…".

Xigo gazed into the young girl's beautiful blue eyes, forcing back his own tears himself as he now moved his hand, and held Jina's just as she held his. And then, a smile formed on the young man's once grim, gloomy face.

"Thank you Jina…I truly appreciate that…" he spoke. The girl now smiled herself, her heart pleased that the friend she loved was soothed by her words. While Logan and Rodka were just as good companions to her, Xigo filled a part of her that the other two didn't. And even after knowing him for no more than a month and a half, the young man felt like someone she had known for the rest of her life.

Jina moved closer to Shigora, and leaned against his side, resting her head on his shoulder. Xigo smiled at her still, and looked back out to the horizon.


Within a large room of the Atlantic Federation Headquarters were four tables laid out, all connected together to form one giant square. Crewman of the Order took up more than a full side of the entire shape, with the Gundam pilots, some of the head technicians, including Jina and Iryn, also Gartol and Shirta, and their heads of the ship; Captain Arelie and Commander Cerrical. To the other sides were the crew from some of the other Top Bases for the Earth Alliance, and taking up another entire side were the attendants from the Headquarters, including General Toros and Administrator Jorno.

A calm, quiet man of nearly fifty-years of age, Jorno had been at the head of the Atlantic Federation for nearly twenty-years, watching over all it did and keeping the nation intact. He was the second in the line of Administrators that had a clean ruling, unlike many of the corrupt politicians and military leaders back during the war between the Earth Alliance and ZAFT. His power was shown by a grand outfit that he wore; a silver overcoat with golden shoulder pads, and a pair of rich navy-blue pants. It fit well with his mid-length coffee hair and mustache, as well as his deeply tanned skin. He was the perfect image for the perfect ruler.

"As it appears, Giyre is now focusing much of its attacks on America here, and some parts of Canada. So while the Eurasian Federation is also dealing with its own attacks, I've managed to get through to them and for now make an alliance between us for this war, so they're currently preparing several fleets to send over here to give us aid. And whenever they are in serious danger, we will return the favor and give them reinforcements" the Administrator explained as he sat in his chair in the middle of the table where his Council joined him on the sides.

"Are you sure that is a good idea Administrator? Can we suddenly trust them just like that?" Captain Arelie questioned. He shrugged.

"I'm sure they feel the same way, and they also must feel the same in that Earth is in a very serious predicament, this is just as bad as ZAFT's attacks from many decades ago, we must work together if we wish to protect Earth, and then fight them off into space" Jorno said.

"Yeah, and it's especially similar in the fact that they only used ZAFT Mobile Suits during that attack on San Francisco, even the Demolition Gundam was stolen from ZAFT containment" Cerrical added. Toros nodded.

"Indeed, after all Giyre controls an incredible part of the ZAFT military now. One must admit that it's smart of them use up their machines and keep their own safe and waiting for an attack where they can possibly slaughter our troops. Not to forget though that ZAFT's Mobile Suits are still powerful" the General stated.

"Though of course, we've now been developing machines able to compete with them. Our aerial crafts and ships have become far more advance, and now we've been working harder to produce more of the M1 Astrays, as they seem to be our most-well rounded Mobile Suits, likewise with the Strike Rogues, they've been shown now to fight excellently in tandem" Administrator Jorno explained.

"Yes, and lucky for us, Giyre's forces actually contain an amazing amount of Natural pilots, so we won't all be at the disadvantage of fighting simply Coordinators" Toros said.

"But, that still leaves of half of them to be Coordinators, correct?" Major Taro asked. Toros grimly nodded.

"Yes, unfortunately, and they're all skilled pilots too. From what we've learned, a little more than a half of their Coordinator troops have been recruited from ZAFT, ones who joined them while many of the bases and military stations were captured" the General added. A barrage of shocked expressions looked over to Toros.

"You mean they have that much of ZAFT on their side now?" Commander Cerrical exclaimed.

"Aye, it does make some sense too when you think about it. After all, the ZAFT soldiers are the ones who know best how to pilot the ZAFT Mobile Suits, so they're even deadlier than just Giyre commanding them" the General went on.

"According to what we know, most of them joined to just attack Earth again, to wipe out all Naturals, just like in the first war." Jorno appended. Arelie sighed.

"So, we're back to the genetics conflicts, that's just great" the young woman groaned. Taro gave a nod of agreement as he leaned back in his chair.

"Yeah, now it's not like we're just fighting Giyre, we're fighting them and a good piece of ZAFT at the same time" Major Lanawor sighed himself.

"Very true, and right now we've only recorded that no more than eight ZAFT bases were able to escape Giyre capture, and they're no where near ready to join up with us just yet and strike back themselves" the Administrator explicated. Cerrical's heart began to sink as she looked back over at Toros.

"General, do we have the necessary military force to stop them?" she asked. He nodded.

"Well yes it's indeed true that we have enough man-power to compete well-enough, but our actual weaponry is only a maybe at the moment" the high-military official began, "our Strike Rogues, M1 Astrays and even the Strike Daggers and Rollers are fine machines, and have been proven to be successful in combat, but not in even-numbers against the things Giyre has sent down. We've been in war for no more than three days, but we've already had two big losses. We had a few regiments down on the west-coast of the Yucatan Peninsula, but at the shore and on the water we were soundly defeated. They had unbelievably powerful war-ships, and these spider-like Mobile Armors called 'Agis' took out terrible amounts of our troops. Then up in Saskatchewan they attacked with ZAFT's Cgues and Guaizs. To say the least, they mauled us. The Cgues took out all of our air forces, including Skygraspers, and then the Guaizs tore through our Mobile Suits and other land defenses." After hearing all of what the General had said, Logan began to grow a goaded as he contained himself in his chair.

"Then what are we supposed to do? If our machines right now aren't enough to handle this, how do you expect to fight back? Not even our four Gundams can carry the entire Earth forces" the young Dile strongly stated as he motioned at Taro, Rodka and Xigo sitting around him. To the surprise of almost all of the people attending the meeting, the Administrator gave Logan a smirk back.

"It's easy. You see, we have a certain high-power politician that's in charge of several Mobile Suit production factories, and since the first day when Balador declared war on Earth, he's put back into action his plans to enhance the Strike Daggers, Rollers, and other machines, and mass-produce them" Jorno replied, "and as you may be thinking, it's of course none other than Mister Treston Rolander". This time he got a more pleased response from the people in the room.

"That's great! If he's developing those machines, we'll easily be able to fight off all the powerful forces like the Guaizs, and even whatever Giyre uses" Commander Cerrical said.

As if it were timed, the moment Saruma finished her statement, one of the double-doors to the hall opened, and two Earth Alliance officials walked in. One was a mid-aged man, clad by a fine crimson and gold military coat, and with short, but stunning white hair. The other, a young woman apparently only a few years older than Xigo and the others, was a beautiful girl with golden-brown hair in a ponytail, and dressed by the Earth Alliance's female uniform, but hers with a gorgeous teal color. And the very moment these two entered, every pair of eyes was on them.

"Thank you for the kind words Commander" the man, Treston Rolander said as he looked towards Cerrical, "I promise you those Mobile Suits will have excellent success in battle." Xigo's eyes had widened with amazement.

"Holy crap, it's him!" he whispered, keeping his voice low.

"You know him?" Logan asked, smirking at the arrival of the Rolanders.

"Actually both of 'em" Xigo answered, "they visited my school a lot, and he did a lot of performances with Mobile Suits for all the students. He's amazing." Logan nodded.

"Indeed he is".

"I'm very glad you were able to show up Mister Treston, as well as you Miss Jessa" the Administrator greeted with a smile at Treston's daughter. She smiled.

"Thank you Sir, I'm pleased to be here" she replied with a bow of respect.

"Well I can tell ya we're all pleased to see the both of ya!" General Toros added with a big smile, "at least now we can get an idea of what those Mobile Suits you're creating are like!". Treston smirked at the General's excitement.

"You'll be very happy to see how they're doing. I have several videos of test-runs with them, and all the blue-prints and documents on them that you'll need. I've especially designed them so that all their weaponry and operating-systems are superior to almost all of what ZAFT has in their army" Mr. Rolander explained. Taro, still resting back in his chair, raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

"Superior to even things like the Cgues and Guaizs?" he asked. Treston glanced at the Major, apparently pondering the question for a moment.

"Yeah, pretty close enough" he answered. Administrator Jorno stood up from his chair, gathering the attention of all in the room.

"Then we'll have that message relayed to the rest of our bases and our armies. We'll make it known on our planet, and in space, that the Earth will not back down, and that'll continue this war until we've wiped Giyre off the face of the universe" the man strongly declared.

And everyone agreed.


A darker room was illuminated by a large green-screen on the front wall inside the Giyre Headquarters. Sitting casually on a few seats, standing, or leaning on the free walls were several Giyre Pilots and Officers, all keeping their attention to the front of them, where Balador stood explaining their next assignment as he made things clearer with the imagery-help from the monitor, which now displayed a grid-map of what seemed to be the Mountain-Zone of America.

"You'll all be sent down in your ships onto Nevada, where we've now taken control of an Earth Alliance Base and using it as our own. From there, when all of the troops are ready, you'll hop onto another regiment of crafts, where you'll by taken to the East Side of Utah. You'll be deployed in that area, and from there the Roc will begin launching to join the force, as you all travel with it into the mountains" Balador spoke.

"Sir, will the Roc be launched when we're traveling to Utah from Nevada?" Sergeant Worlat asked aloud. Varo shook his head.

"Not quite. Since it's being secretly contained on the Queen Charlotte Islands in South West Canada, it'll need a couple hours to catch up to your relative position, and then follow over your platoon and into Utah and Colorado" Balador clarified. Sakara raised his hand, and waited for Balador to recognize him.

"Sir, if you don't mind me asking, how will the Titan and Bloodfire stay in the air? We don't have extra sets of boosters on our suits, or anywhere in the base" the teen asked. Uusiko grinned as the other pilot finished the question.

"I believe you and me will be able to stay onto the new Flight-Carriers we just finished developing a while ago" he answered. Sakara appeared intrigued by the statement.

"Oh damn, you mean those Lavos?" he asked, grinning himself. Balador nodded.

"Indeed Sakara, that is the plan for the two of you" he added. Uuskio snickered.

"All those Earth Alliance troops are going down now" he said.

"I bet I take down more than you" Sakara mocked. Nitras gave him a light hit on the arm as he whispered through Balador's ongoing explanations.

"Both of you shut up before he gets pissed at us" the young man scolded, "besides, you both now I'll destroy the most." Uusiko and Sakara chuckled as Nitras smirked now.

"Now then, remember that the Earth Alliance doesn't have any specifically Air-Combat Mobile Suits. They'll most surely send up a few M1 Astrays, but I think the majority of their forces will be Skygraspers, other aircrafts, and especially the Moebius Zeroes, which as we've seen are dangerous enemies to us now" Balador continued. One of the soldiers in the room gritted his teeth as he clenched his fist.

"Those things killed Colonel Fabnal at San Francisco, I'm gonna make 'em pay" he muttered. Varo appeared amused by his speaking.

"Well for those of you not piloting the other Air-Ships or Gundams, I suggest when taking those things on to stay in pairs or even better, groups of three. Even with your Blackhawks you'll never be able to go up against them one-on-one" he explained as the screen behind him switched to data-images of jet-black Mobile Suits, those being the air combat-orientated Blackhawks. Sergeant Worlat then took his opportunity to speak before Balador went on.

"Maybe you should explain to them the main purpose of the Roc" he suggested. Balador glanced back at him with a smirk and a nod.

"Good idea". "As you all may know, the Roc is Giyre's most powerful Air-Craft, and easily our largest. Its regular armament and defense-system makes it a force to be reckoned with on its own, but our main matter with it is the fact that it can contain ten Hudo-Class Warheads in under-wing hardpoints" Balador said. The group of pilots attending the meeting appeared surprised by the mentioning of the war-heads.

"Holy cow sir, are you sure you want to use things that powerful?" one of the soldiers asked.

"Yeah, and I mean, we don't have a lot of those things, I actually think that's three-fourth's of our entire armament for them" Uusiko added.

"Ahh, but you see, it is necessary that we use that many" Balador began, and then had the monitor behind him change to an image of the mountains again, but this one a view of them from the sides, from base to peak. "You see, the Roc will not drop the bombs anywhere near the Earth-Alliance Headquarters there, it won't even fly within a mile of the base. The main idea is that the warheads, as we've calculated, will create such a powerful explosion, and with such force, that they'll wreck a quarter mile of mountains alone, and then shockwaves of them will stretch for another five to six miles, shaking the mountains and most surely causing a chain-reaction of them toppling, the Earth-Alliance Base with them…". The entire room was now with awed-inspired expressions.

"Genius! That's gotta be the greatest idea I've heard!" a pilot exclaimed.

"Yeah, and the coolest one too! I hope I can watch that thing somehow!" Sakara appended with a massive grin. Uusiko leaned over to Nitras.

"Man, isn't that the sweetest thing you've ever heard man?" he asked, still looking at Balador. And luckily for Nitras, he didn't see his gloomy look.

"Yeah, it is…" Nitras quietly answered. Balador still stood smirking, waiting and allowing for the small crowd to quiet down so he could continue.

"Alright, you all know your role in this mission, and the main idea of it. You'll be sent down to Earth in approximately five hours. I want you all to check out your Mobile Suits and make sure all it okay with them, and after that you can whatever you want until your departure" he explained. With that screen behind him shut off, leaving the room much darker for a few moments before the lights came on. "This is meeting is finished, you're all dismissed." Quickly the pilots and soldiers all began to crowd to the door, leaving one by one and heading to the hangar where their machine was docked, most of them talking amongst each other, mainly about how amazed they were by the explanations Balador had just given them.

The only one not with a look of glee on his face was Nitras.