"Volatile Tinderbox pt. 2"

Earth 2 (Witches' Dimension)

Earlier…

Lida splits up from the rest of the squadron when ATLAS forces were falling back along with Dana Caulfield. Dana taunts Lida, and the Orussian Commander takes the bait. She goes after the ATLAS witch defector.

Lida makes sure to keep her automatic weapon pointed front as she hovers low into a small ravine with few trees. She believes she lost Dana, but she isn't done yet. Hovering in place, she closes her eyes. And opening them again, her eyes give a slight glow of green. The rest of the 501st witches had an idea of what familiar she has… an Orussian Jackal. Her vision was able to tell that there were pathways symbolized into lines. She even looked toward the direction of crawling worms making little pathways. The bigger lines in the world are able to tell those her size where they go, and the only recent white line she could follow leads down through the straight ravine. She hovers forward and the line leads into a small cave. Keeping her gun up, Lida enters the cave hovering lower to the ground. The ceiling was at least high so that her whole hovering body would be able to fit. She presses deeper into the cave. Using one hand to hold her automatic weapon, she equips a flashlight and switches it on, shining light into the darkness. She slight loudness of the engines of her striker didn't bother her.

"Figured you'd want to find me." Dana's voice came from ahead. And from her appearance, she was only to make herself appear out of reflective images of the light shining from Lida and the surroundings. Once camouflaged, she had decided to show herself with her weapon lowered. While hovering, she decided to continue to speak. "Take it easy. I'm not here to keep you trapped."

Lida chuckled, lowering her weapon though keeping the light on Dana. "Caulfield. A very loud speaker for reformists and sometimes a hot head. So this is what it's come to?"

"Yes. Exactly what it's come to. And what about you? A whore to Orussia?" Dana hit a nerve, but it didn't offend Lida.

"More like an insider." Lida replied, looking away from Dana. "Ever since 1939, everything's changed. Orussian diplomats and warmongers decided to put differences aside. And the result? They become dependent on the import of weapons. That just makes me sick. Orussia wasn't what it used to be. It feels like every move they make just makes the country look weaker."

"If it doesn't fool you, why do you keep remaining in the service?" Dana asked, then approaching Lida in a hover before stopping two feet away. "You could always request a reassignment."

"And lose the usual paycheck? I wouldn't be here talking to you. That's always best thing… Looking for a better paycheck just to make ends meet. And sometimes, it's just the next battle that keeps me alive… These days… It's annoying the likes of Sanya Litvyak that keeps me sane. She never sees the big picture in the world. All what's in her mind is following orders just as blindly as the next poster ace." Lida snorts afterwards and looks at Dana. "You know… If her parents are found, I hope they never accept Sanya ever again."

"Believe and wish what you want. It won't change the way she is. I believe she was growing with that belief that hope stems from seeing them again." Dana advised Lida before changing the subject. "Enough about you and Sanya. I have an offer I want to make."

"Don't bother." Lida interrupts Dana and looks her in the eye. "If you have an out, I want it."

Dana winced at this and narrowed her eyes at Lida. "Lida… You're talking about-"

"I have a grudge. The likes of Sanya who gives others hope, don't deserve the spotlight. I might have been on the wrong side of history. I was treated like shit. Maybe it's because she has a problem: She's inferior and worth being stepped on, not praised. And I can expedite her downfall better when I join an enemy of hers." Lida looks at Dana and smiles evilly. "I thought about all of it… ever since ATLAS had arrived. Deep inside, I wanted to see if they can put me in a better position than how I am now."

Dana chuckled. "So you've finally shown your colors. I never thought you'd see it. Well… That's well and good, but you can't go anywhere without getting your hands dirty. You've got to be ready to take a life."

Lida's smile slowly faded and she looked Dana in the eye. "It's not the same as destroying Neuroi, is it?"

"No it's not." Dana said that, just before she went to one direction of the cave and dragged someone tied on hands and legs. A male Romagnan soldier was bound and tied up in cloth, and Dana dragged him in front of Lida. "I found him sneaking just as I was leading you here. I thought I'd put him as a normal first time."

The soldier grits his teeth, struggling to get loose. "You two will never escape justice! I hope the higher-ups see your cruelty! You are both to be blamed for corruption!"

Dana chuckles evilly. "Corruption? I'm a downright traitor. I'm just putting a fellow witch into an initiation."

Lida looks at the helpless soldier. She sees him glare at her and she took it into disgust. Pointing her weapon right at him, she snorts. "You make yourself too easy to kill."

The soldier winced at this, revealing Lida's will increase. He thinks she'd really kill him. "P-please! Think about this! Once you take a life, you won't come back from-!"

"In the end, it could have stayed different if the Neuroi never arrived. We would have killed each other instead and maybe I could have been at another place. But you know what?" Lida puts the barrel of her weapon right at the soldier's chest. "Эта сцена меня устраивает. (This scene is just fine with me.)" And Lida squeezes the trigger, unleashing a long volley of bullets, which starts to kill off the soldier.

It only took a few seconds for Dana to realize Lida was enjoying herself. That blood spraying around the walls and some on her legs didn't faze the witch who just killed the soldier in cold blood. And as the firing stopped, she could see Lida was panting. The soldier was dead, shot many times in the chest and torso. Dana sighs and looks from the corpse to Lida. "So it's done. Welcome."

"Not yet." Lida replied while still looking at the corpse, and breathing as she realized she took the life of a human... one of her own. "I'll be readying myself. If I can't have Eila Juutilainen removed from the 501st so easily, then her life would have to suffice." Lida looks at Dana. "One thing is for sure about this violence we have in our hearts. It gets easier at each kill."

Present… Sicily Base occupied by the 501st JFW…

0823 hours…

Everybody is at their usual in the base as they were expecting the last of the transports from civilians to come through. Freighter ships will be transporting those civilians off Romagna for good. Going west past the Kingdoms of Hispania and Lusitania, the freighter would be heavily protected by outposts temporarily set up by witches who help in the civilian evacuations.

Eila was called in by Majors Sakamoto and Dietlinde-Wilcke to the Commander's room. The fact that she would be called into the office was something irregular to her. And she knew later why. Looking at the papers Mio and Minna were shown by Lida, Eila was disgusted of this but didn't react outrageously.

"I don't know what kind of pull she's got, but this isn't enough." Eila said this and looked at Minna. "You didn't give this to me just because you trust me, did you?"

"That's the thing, Eila." Minna looked at Mio, seeing the latter nod before she looked back to Eila. "Your psychology as you're with us right now doesn't add up to what Commander Yermolayevna said from the psych reports shown to us. What's more is… She's got pull probably from those who were involved in your enlistment. The kinds of connections she has… She could easily pull you away from the 501st with approval from Kesselring."

"Minna," Mio called out. "Whether we have Field Marshal Kesselring come to us again just to pull Eila off the unit, we have a right to refuse."

"It won't be easy as the Commander is in charge of us both. Well…" Minna stopped talking and sighs. She was standing up just across Mio and nodded once.

Mio winced and gritted her teeth. "Minna?! You're not serious."

"Why wouldn't I be?" Minna looked at Mio seriously. "If she's left us no other choice but be torn apart because of her antics-"

Eila interrupts Minna. "A… mutiny?" Once she said that recent word, the two majors looked at her. Eila then winced. "I… I don't know what to say. Wait… I don't know but… It's moving too fast… Do you guys mind if we take it slow?"

"Of course," Minna replied. "The move itself will be dependent on what else you would show." She then decided to approach her desk and retrieve something. And taking out a few ripped out pages, she puts the ripped pages on the table. "You did the right thing to tell us about what the Commander had done to Sanya. Now… I think we can-"

The door to the room was suddenly opened with the hinges coming off the sides. Lida's familiar features were shown and she was in rage.

Eila stood up from where she sat and stepped aside and stepped back from the three. Her heartbeat increased, and her fear began to show. She saw Lida draw a pistol out and aim at Minna. Sakamoto however got in between the pistol and Minna before a gunshot rang in the room. Lida squeezed that pistol to find Sakamoto's shield slightly deployed and it shatters. Lida fires again, and the bullet pierces Mio's chest. "MAJOR SAKAMOTO!"

Mio felt pain at her chest and the effect was immediate. Blood flows from where she was shot and dripped from her mouth. "Damn you…!"

"NO!" Minna's fit of rage in response to what happened forced her to draw her own pistol and aim at Lida.

And Eila couldn't believe the image she was seeing through her own eyes. Minna could only express rage that she wasn't able to see herself shot in the last second until it was too late. Her neck was hit from a gunshot from Lida. Eila then sees Lida shoot Minna again, thus killing her target with blood flowing from the target's forehead. "This is a nightmare…! She's coming after us…!" Eila said this and she found herself in the corner of the room. "S-Stop…! Please…!"

And after Minna, Lida came after Sakamoto. Mio couldn't move as she was fatally wounded and was leaning against the desk bleeding. Mio looked at Lida and gritted her teeth. "Someday… you'll find what's coming to you…!"

"I think I've already found myself at that point, Major. Besides… I'm not the one who's dead." And Lida squeezed the trigger, giving Mio a headshot, letting the corpse lay dead on the floor.

Lida then looked at Eila who was in fear. "See what you've done? I'm coming for you, and then Sanya. Then… I'm sure you understand."

1323 hours…

Sanya was stirred awake, just slightly because she heard Eila was talking in her sleep in that dark room… 'What's going on?' She asked herself that in her thoughts. 'Eila?'

Eila was more evident in experiencing a nightmare in her daylight sleep. "MMM! No… Sanya…! NO!"

This time, Sanya was more alert as she attempted to check on Eila. As she was near her roommate, she tries to stir Eila awake.

"You bitch…! You can't…!" Eila spoke more and gasped in her nightmare, not being able to get out of her sleep, groaning as she suffered mentally.

"Eila… Wake up! Wake up!" Sanya shook Eila. She noticed the witch's sweat out of the nightmare that was experienced. "Please… Please…!" And Sanya got no response just by simple calls and attempts to stir Eila awake. Her next solution should include snapping Eila out of it by shouting. But she wasn't sure of what it'll result to. Did she have any other choice? Sanya took a deep breath and shouted Eila's name while she gripped Eila's shoulders tight. "EILA! WAKE UP!"

"NOOO!" Eila opened her eyes, full of rage, shaking her shoulders to instantly get Sanya's hands off them. Without finding distinction on her target of rage, she suddenly puts her hands on Sanya's neck. Eila turned their positions around, now with Sanya on the bed being choked by Eila. Eila's blind rage kept her going. "You killed them, you bitch… you bitch!"

Sanya grits her teeth and counters Eila. She was able to find an opening and swings her hand right at Eila's cheek. As Sanya felt her own palm slap Eila's cheek, things have halted. She saw Eila stop in surprise. The hands were still on Sanya's neck, but it was slowly being released. Sanya started to cry even while it was over. She sees Eila was getting back to her senses.

And as soon as Eila realized who she was once choking to death, she immediately got her hands off Sanya's neck. "Sanya…?! No… What have I done…!"

And Sanya tried to stop making noises as she shed tears, trying to see Eila was getting her mind straight. "Eila… What's happened?"

Eila was surprised Sanya had asked that simple question. She covered her own mouth, ashamed of what may come out next. 'You wouldn't understand… You wouldn't…!'

"Try me." Sanya said, glaring at Eila while she wiped her tears with her hand. "I can't stand to see you suffer like this."

"Tell that to yourself." Eila said that, looking away from Sanya. "It had always gone one way, not the other. I try to find ways to not see you cry… These times… we're not even sure if we can keep it together. I can't stand the way she made you fear her."

"Her?" Sanya asked that, then remembered who Eila was referring to. "Commander Lida," she spoke her mind aloud.

"Sanya… The moment I've seen you tremble, I knew I had an obligation to find a way to get you out of a situation that impairs you. I… I found secrets she kept… secrets involving her inflicting abuse. It kept me concentrated, you know." Eila then sat across on Sanya's bed as she continued. "I'm trying inch by inch to get her to stay away from you, but she always has her way. Now… It's as if she's on a darker path. That nightmare I got… It felt… vivid and real... First… she killed Minna." Eila looked at Sanya, seeing the night witch's horror start to appear. "Then she killed off Major Sakamoto. Perrine came and with Barkhorn too. These little things with rotors ambushed them… killing them where they stood. The whole base was under attack by phantoms… Lida didn't care. She kept killing soldiers, and even took out Shirley-!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Sanya briefly shouted at Eila. "Eila… That didn't seem to be a nightmare!"

Eila shook her head. "No. I believe it's worse."

Knocks on the door were heard. Eila wanted Sanya to get sleep, but Sanya insisted she stay awake with all that's happened between them. And so, Eila was the one who went for the door. Opening it, she saw Patricia Schade who was looking curiously at Eila. "Um… I don't know how to say this, but the weirdest thing happened. Is Sanya awake?"

Before Eila could answer, she sensed Sanya was already next to her. "Uh, Sanya?"

Sanya only smiled and pulled Eila's head and kissed the cheek she slapped. "I think we're past what happened."

Schade could only react in some surprise as Eila has when she saw Sanya kiss Eila's cheek. She clears her throat to get Sanya's attention. "I'm not sure how to address this, but I was able to find a sealed package, in form of a crate. I wasn't sure of how I'd tell it to Commander Lida, but it's addressed to you, so I went to you instead."

Sanya looked at Eila, who looked at her. Then she looked back to Schade. "How sealed?"

"For some reason, it was given multiple layers of adhesive. Seems whoever wanted to give you something wanted to keep the contents preserved. Though… one thing I noticed… The smell was a little peculiar, like an overflow of perfume." Schade said and scratched her head. "You need to open it for yourself. I left it for you at the surplus room."

"Thank you." Sanya said it while she nodded before Schade left. Then she closed the door only up to a point where there was still light from the outside. "I wonder who wanted to give me supplies from home?"

Eila cupped her cheek as she was thinking of it. "Maybe I should come with you. Getting dressed?"

And Sanya and Eila left their room while being dressed. They didn't know that Commander Lida was watching from afar. Only a mischievous smile was formed on her face before she moved on, walking to another direction.

Meanwhile… Lynette was using her Anti-Materiel Rifle in a practice shooting that afternoon. Knowing any of her enemies, they could come at a moment's notice. It was also her way of keeping herself distracted from all the bleakness she had experienced from the past several days. She targeted marker dummies, with some slightly moving because of mechanical cables. This was why she was also running to different spots and taking different stances. Recently, she'd been experimenting on balancing stamina, balancing her ability to shoot and move while she anticipates the enemy's movement. While it isn't much that she kept moving and shooting, she was ensuring she's not sticking like a tree.

After a few minutes more, Barkhorn was walking right behind Lynette, who was just stopping for a break. "I see you've been a little more active."

Lynette notices Barkhorn was around. Using a handkerchief and lowering her heavy rifle while retracting her familiar features, she nods. "As of late, I've been thinking. If Romagna is just as doomed in the next hour, I think it would be best if I don't stand still. It's inevitable, unfortunately." She looks out on the horizon and sighs. "It would have simpler… if we were fighting Neuroi."

Barkhorn walks beside of Lynette and crosses one arm over the other. "Would it have been better than seeing flesh and blood not killing each other? If 1939's lesson didn't teach us anything, it's that if we weren't going to fight an enemy on common ground, we're could have had each other in our crosshairs instead." Her statement got Lynette's attention. "Look… There's nothing to take that type of reality away… the kind of substitution. I guess… This is the time when it all changes. We'll have witches coming at us. And it just starts with one."

Lynette frowns. "Caulfield."

"She could have chosen to take a step higher than just joining whoever had more power. Tch. She chose who she should be. And I think that's fine with me." Barkhorn said this and walked away, not wanting to be bothered.

Minna joined Lynette just as Barkhorn was walking away. "Trude didn't use to be this way. I'm guessing that was true since Karlsland was once getting into a moment of power." She explained this as Lynette gave her attention. "She's right, you know. 1939 onwards could have been a different story if the world remained as it was without the Neuroi. Makes you want to think of the philosophy we could have had when we don't defend humanity as a whole."

"What do you mean?" Lynette asked, wanting to hear more from Minna.

"Military structures differ country to country. And each leader of a country has their own agenda, with some economically aligned to each other. The thought however of isolation was halted the moment every human was considered a target by the Neuroi. But if witches started to run out of enemies to destroy, our own cultural differences would set us all apart and alienate us from each other. Our loyalties? Strictly to a flag or an alliance, or a taste of both. And if one thing leads to another, we'd only be warring against each other based on beliefs and territory." Minna's shade on her face was being made, knowing partially that she would be guilty for what she had said. "If things stayed as they were without the Neuroi, you and I could have been enemies instead."

A crackle of audio came to Minna's earpiece. It was a non-magic officer's voice. "Major! Urgent transmission from Patrol Rapier."

Minna raised an eyebrow. 'That's Lucchini, Clostermann and Yeager on patrol. Did they discover something?' "Put them through."

Shirley's voice came to Minna's earpiece. "Major, I realize Commander Lida isn't available, but just a head's up… two smaller portals opened up! Grid 005 437, directly southeast and off our isle for 8 miles."

"Portals?! Smaller than the ones from Rome?!"

"Looks like it- Whoa! These planes again?! We're under attack and we'll handle it! Stand by!" Shirley's voice was cut off.

Out at sea southeast of the isle, four ATLAS Warbirds that were agile than the others encountered at Rome were able to keep up with Shirley, and Perrine. Lucchini chose to be erratic so she'd stay unpredictable. But Perrine and Shirley hold their own while they're together.

"Shield!" Shirley tells Perrine that and the Gallian deploys a shield in front of her before minigun rounds are being deflected. The Gallian flies to a direction to try and outmaneuver the shooting warbird. Shirley was behind Perrine the whole way and suddenly splits to make an attack on the warbird. As she fires a spread of automatic rounds, she notices the warbirds have a basic deflecting armor, which seemed to make the aircraft extra resistant. "They're taking rounds like a sponge, but we can still tear them a hole!"

"Woo-hoo!" Lucchini was keeping her eyes on her pursuers while she shoots back at them, making progress in targeting the Warbird rotors more. "Just go for the blades! They're much weaker there!"

Minna was in the control tower back at Sicily base coordinating the situation with the current patrol. So far, she was at least relieved no reinforcements are needed, but the fight itself is taking its time even if it's progressing to their favor.

Meanwhile, Sanya and Eila were making their way to the surplus room. Just as they turned to a connecting corridor, they see Erica Hartmann jogging past.

"What's going on?" Eila asked and kept seeing Erica jog.

"Patrol reinforcing! Not a biggie!" Erica said as she jogged away to the direction of the hangar.

Sanya scratched her head. "It seems almost quiet, save for the usual minimal ATLAS presence around us and the new Neuroi that were appearing."

"You mean the ones with blue outlines," Eila said to clarify what Sanya meant. "For the likes of our enemy to have a Neuroi for an ally… Wow. The world's changing. I got a feeling we should too."

The two were able to get to the surplus room and they were able to open the door. There were only a few crates there, but one in the middle stood out. It was almost made of iron and it seemed to be looking thick from its appearance. The iron crate was indeed sealed by adhesive since Eila tried to pry it open. She did this for a few minutes and gave up there. "Jeez…!" Eila whined. "What the heck is inside this thing?!"

Sanya held the card attached to that metal crate once. And something made her suspicious. "To Sanya…" She said it in a mutter, and she looked at the writing. It seemed to be matching her own handwriting. "If this is their idea of hubris…"

"Hm?" Eila wondered on what Sanya muttered while looking at the card she held. "Something wrong?"

"I suppose." Sanya narrowed her eyes in suspicion as she looked at the card. "The handwriting… I don't know how… But the handwriting is like… like mine."

"Huh?!" Eila then approached Sanya and looked closely at the card. "Hm. I'm not sure. You were filling out forms and writing letters- wait…" She gulped. "The letter S is somehow similar… Damn… A resemblance?"

"Sounds like a trap to me," a Karlslander witch's voice was heard from the door. And the two looked at the appearance of Barkhorn who seemed concerned. "If this crate is really intended for Sanya, why create a handwriting a little too close to home?"

Sanya replied. "Close to mine. I hear you. And I have a feeling whatever's in this crate isn't meant for me as supplies."

"So…" Barkhorn said simply as she looked at the crate. "What do you want to do with it?"

Sanya looked around and knew what had to be done. Closing her eyes, she made her magic work. Her familiar features show up with ears and a tail while activating her Magic Antennae ability. She took a minute to scan around and eventually she gets the idea that there wasn't a serious threat around them. Opening her eyes and retracting her magic, she replies. "Open it."

Eila winced at the idea. "You sure?"

Sanya nods but frowns. "You can trust me, Eila. But… I couldn't sense what's inside the crate. There's no sign of sabotage or anything indicating an attack around us, so I think for the most part we're safe."

"I trust your judgment," Barkhorn said, approaching the crate. "Stand back and let me do that. You two should step outside, just in case." Not receiving as much as a peep from the two, she sees Eila and Sanya nod before they stepped out of the surplus room. "Moment of truth," she muttered. She then activated her magic, deploying her familiar features in the process before she held the lid of that crate.

Back at the scene of the air incursion, the last Warbird was smoking and about to crash into the water. Shirley sped up and flew down to rescue who seemed to be a door gunner who survived the hits she made together with Lucchini and Clostermann. Speeding down to the craft now out of control, the door man was holding on tight and making sure to stay alert and he didn't expect to be rescued. Shirley came quick and precise towards him, entering one door entryway and escaping into the other, flying together with the man in question. She noticed he was unconscious, and it made her think it was the impact she had with him that caused it.

The three witches then regrouped, seeing the ATLAS Warbird crashed into the sea. "That takes care them." Shirley said it just as she noticed the portals are already gone. "Hmph. I don't think they were here by coincidence."

"Too right," Perrine replied. "I smell a plot by ATLAS again…"

"At least we're gonna get some head-on answers!" Shirley said in excitement as she carried the unconscious grunt in tactical clothing.

Lucchini was stumped by the fact Shirley was carrying someone. "Answers… without any service! Right?"

Perrine blushed. "You're not serious…"

Shirley laughed at what Lucchini thought. "Next time. Maybe if we're a bit more lax but-"

"OH COME ON! IT'S ALREADY OVER?!" Hartmann said over the radio as she was seen just a distance from the three…

Back at the control tower, Minna was in relief, but that stopped altogether because of a scream from one of the witches in the base. Activating her magic ability, she can track where everyone is. Noticing Sanya was the one who screamed, she leaves the tower and makes her way to where Sanya was.

At the surplus room… Sanya got on her knees, while her face was full of tears as her eyes kept its gaze on the opened iron crate. She grits her teeth, with her emotions mixed with sadness and anger. Eila tried to comfort her, but she pushed Eila physically away. "Don't touch me!"

Barkhorn couldn't believe what her eyes saw. Sensing Minna's arrival, she turned to the major with a grim look on her face. "Minna… I…" Looking at Sanya, then back to Minna, she continued. "There was a crate full of body parts and severed heads. All of them looking frozen and preserved in the crate over there."

Minna looked at the crate and approached it, walking past Sanya who was gathering her emotions. And as Minna put her eyes on the crate's contents, it's as Barkhorn has described… arms and severed heads filled the iron crate and it would seem they were frozen to be preserved until it was opened. "Who would…?"

And Barkhorn approached Minna, giving her a card. "One card was on the cover of this crate. This is what's along with the body parts, so this makes it the second card."

Then Minna took the card and read the contents aloud. "From us to Sanya Litvyak… the White Lily of Stalingrad. We present her long awaited audience, her long lost parents and an additional innocent. We hope this awaits her, along with her friends who seek to topple a new order to this world. We hope that by giving her this, she would get the message we are trying to deliver: We aren't just watching. We are scooping the remains of your bloody past, and driving you to your own ruin. We represent the future, whereas you represent the ancient remnants of an old age, which deserves to be erased."

Barkhorn only felt upset as Minna finishes reading the card, and even noticed Minna intentionally dropped the card. "We'll get them for this, Minna." She said this, knowing Minna was shedding a tear quietly.

As for Sanya, she only had sadness to accompany her. She wouldn't let Eila come near her. To even prove it, she looked at Eila. She saw Eila's lips, with a message that said she was sorry. "It's not good enough." She then paused after saying those words before she stood up and left the surplus room. Eila followed her and even called out to Sanya and tried to hold her hand. But Sanya only shook Eila's hand away and kept walking.

Eila then saw it was made clear. Sanya needed to be left alone. This made her frown and feel horrible…

And about 7 hours later in a vision happening at nighttime…

The image of Sanya Litvyak punching an ATLAS grunt repeatedly even at death was always stuck in Eila's head, knowing the Orussian would have her own uniform drenched in blood. Sanya's world was turned upside-down, and Eila couldn't stop that transition. Just as Sanya looked at Eila, the Suomus witch then saw Sanya's eyes and made a very accurate prediction: There was a monster in that night witch that was waiting to be unleashed…