[b]Facility A-1[/b]
The Archmage seem surprised, but his probe did not reach his mind, the Archmage was to well trained compared to the Aradite for him to be able to so easily repulse the magic, the Archmage put the probe back on track, sending it borrowing into the Aradite's mind. A message was broadcasted across the link that had been established between the two by the magic.

"[i]So you are magic sensitives? However... You are untrained children, barely capable of controlling the gift that flows through your veins. You will be useless soon, but perhaps soon I can train your fellows and turn them into weapons to be used against your soldiers. But now, looks like I will need your own blood to power this spell...[/i]

The Archmage stepped into the casting circle, pulling out a silver dagger. He took and stabbed down into the Aradite's arm, taking it all the way across. He repeated the process for the other arm and his his legs. The Aradite watched as the Archmage returned to where he was outside of the circle, and he chanted something. The blood that was now pouring from his wounds arced over him, as he felt his energy and strength draining from him, as the new layer to the spell used his own blood to power the probe.

[b]Facility A-1, Holding Chambers[/b]
Vahlen stepped back into the room as she looked at the Septonians/Aradites(not really sure what I am supposed to call them at this point) and smiled.

"Your friend will soon be nothing but a babbling mess, but I still have plans for the all of you." said Vahlen.

[b]Falacia Asteroid[/b]
The Iscandarian soldiers, especially with the shields from the mage, were a lot more resilient then the Aradites had expected. In particular they managed to fell the soldiers shooting the 40mm grenades at them, but the Iscandarians did end up dying after all. The mage had retreated, likely to gather reinforcements. 

The Septonians rushed in attempts to get to the 2nd floor where the communications were, as they were still in the entrance dome where they had come in and not on the floor where communications was. They were met with a extremely large blast door though, that could probably hold against most of the explosives the Septonians could throw at it. Behind them they heard a lot of clanking, and then they saw the mech that they had seen before guarding the entrance. The thing immediately began firing extremely powerful rail-guns, ripping through the Septonians. Behind a few Iscandarians appeared, but their visors were obscured. They moved faster then any sentient should be able to and it seemed extremely unnatural, they did not have guns but energy blades appeared from their gauntlets, which began cutting, stabbing, and chopping the Septonians.

[b]New Alas[/b]
"The station directly above the planet is where we shall meet."