With the concussion grenades all going off, Xerox had finished building the road without a problem, although a couple of sandworms did try to eating them from below, the metal road successfully stopped them. With everyone safe and reaching the vehicles, it was time to head off. Duncan was in the leading vehicle, Xerox just headed towards the vehicle with the least people, with Rue. Rue still needed to rest, but was definitely better now. In the cars, Duncan started to speak. Xerox had his eyes shut, barely listening to the radio.

[b] 'Alright, so here's the deal... I don't really know what's going on. Dunno how long we've been in there, my balls still ache and I'm not sure where the fuck we are. Still, we're in Galbadia, so we head west til we hit something familiar. I know of a few stashed airships that we can take home to Balamb.' [/b] Duncan said. Instead of replying, Xerox just started to rest. Although he had used his [b]ESS[/b] quite a bit before, this was the most he had to ever use it. It was actually draining. The number of objects + the weight + the distance, everything all together was starting to tax his body. Normally, he wouldn't need to use it for such distances or for so many objects, at least not that many with that type of mass to them. However, he wasn't letting it show outwardly. If anyone was with him he would of seen like he was just getting a rest from a long day.

As the cars came to a stop, Xerox opened his eyes, getting up. He wasn't sure what was going on, and also got out, to see a light,  arcing into the sky and turning North. With his glasses, he got a better look and had calculated the trajectory of it. It wasn't good. Duncan spoke in disbelief, [b]'... no, you fucking wouldn't...'[/b] and Jericho asked, [color=Gold]"Hey Duncan, that's headed towards Trabia. But...what in the hell is it?"[/color].
[color=aqua]"It's a nuke. Headed straight for Trabia Garden by my calculations. Those f**king bastards. There's no such technology to intercept it either unfortunately, the speed it reaches, can't be competed with. If lucky something just happens to be in it's way, but some are built to detect and change course. I have nothing that can do anything about it either."[/color] Xerox answered the question, while beating around the bush of the rest of the unfortunate news, clenching his fist in anger, without showing it in his tone of voice.