The Heartless infestation was fading, all except for a few stragglers that were soon finished off by a tired Ninty and a less exhausted Henry. They all looked around at the wreckage of the plantation; the slavers were dead, the slaves were dead, and the Princess of Heart was safe; traumatized, but safe. However, Mach would find eyes trained on him from that same Princess, who was now latching on to her rescuer, at least metahphorically, asking:

"[Southern Accent: Thank you, thank you! You guys saved me!]" she would then look around, though, and cry. "[Southern Accent: But my family...they're gone; [i]not forever[/i], but they're gone.]" Apparently, the Princess of Heart innately knew the fates of those consumed by the Heartless. She would then look at Mach, infatuation in her eyes, and should he take off the mask, she would kiss him. If he didn't, well, she'd do it anyway, but this time more unhygenically as the mask had acquired a film of dust in the fighting.

Suddenly, a message would come from the Gummi Cruiser:

"A small battalion is coming from Richmond - 50 men on horseback, backed by a Tank sent by the White Alliance!" apparently, the dimension-hopping Nazis from other worlds were trying to show the Confederates how strong they were, and presumably, why they deserve a high place in their ad-hoc coalition.

Now, the group had several choices; one, stand and fight - there was no real reason to do this except rage against those people - retreat to the Gummi Cruiser, retreat to the Gummi Cruiser, [i]then[/i] use its weapons to obliterate the armed formation, or just [i]land[/i] the invisible Gummi Cruiser on the battalion, crushing them with its huge bulk. That last choice saved energy, by the way.

After that, would be another set of choices: go towards Richmond and destroy the White Alliance to forestall any thoughts by White Supremacists as to the effectiveness of gathering with bigots from other universes, leave Richmond alone and go rest for a while, or rest for a while, interact with each other...and then come back to that accursed city tomorrow and destroy Jefferson Davis' regime.