[b]Mars[/b]
The Supreme Draconian was about to respond, when suddenly his eyes dilated and his posture grew tense, and almost panicked. He skipped in place, feet moving forward, backwards, to the sides, up and down, like he couldn't make up his mind. After a moment, he regained control, the panic disappearing, and he straighten from his half-crouched, desperate position.

"My apologies, humans, Triarians. We concede to your point, Collective agents. In the meantime, there is a situation, and my people must respond immediately. If you must talk to us again, approach the Galactic Radiation Zone at the middle of the galaxy, and we'll come to you." The Draconian then turned towards a gap between the human soldiers, even though there was a wall there, and ran at it. Right before he hit the wall, there was a flash of light as a personal teleporter activated, and he was gone.

Outside the building, where the Equestrian commandoes stood, confused and dazed by their sudden loss of magic, and protected from what killed everyone else because they're at the very center of AIF space, were quite suddenly surrounded by hulking Supreme-Draconians and Supreme-Spiders. Before they could understand what they were going on, they were each on a separate Corvette in low orbit, and found themselves put into cryostasis, and getting parts of their blood taken.

All in all, the Supremes were no where close to being even remotely gentle. Draconian hate and Spider cruelty led them to overpower any efforts, especially since they were outnumbered.