[center][i]Nice and easy now.[/i][/center] 

The massive Albatross ship created a shadow in the already dark skies over Kell. The many computers in the main control room were acting irregular ways, capturing readings of powerful energy spikes never recorded recent history. Nearing the concerned area, many targeting systems locked themselves on the flashing battlefield engaging two different hosts apparently fighting each other. The large amount of movement and distance made it too hard for the crew to have an adequate look over the situation. 

The Major, sitting with one leg astraddle over the other, supervised the entirety of the operation in the very same control room. She had, more or less, shut out her Kage so she could focus on her own as to what move she would do next. She could go in herself with the entire ship as backup or send the new toy she had acquired to do everything for her. There was also the mysterious shuttle signal they had picked up which needed some investigation as well. Sitting herself straight, she finally addressed her crew. 

"[b]Cover the targets' skies and send our experiment to retrieve them. RETRIEVE. Got it? Then I want two teams on the nearby signal. I don't want to waste a host on potential bullshit. Got it?[/b]" 

She asked with the usually cold voice combined with an unfitting smile and a passive stare toward her main operator. The man felt slightly uneasy, unnerved by the idea that he couldn't tell if she was calm, happy, angered, bored or even depressed. Her reputation didn't help the man's stress, but he executed the orders perfectly. 

The giant of metal floated over the two fighters as one was nearing the destruction of the other as the female host's defenses seemed to reach their limits. The dwarfing shadow covering the whole field around the two would be enough to spike anyone's attention, the deafening screeches of the engines only added to the imposing presence. Just as the Albatross had stopped, a black pod was immediately dropped from it and crashed about two hundred meters from Blake's last location. The impact itself made the earth shake just a bit, but the manipulated host inside was intact. The pod's cover burst to leave the monster an entrance to the scene and exact the orders it would be given. 

Meanwhile, two teams of five well trained and heavily armed soldiers entered a single transport shuttle attached to the mother ship. It was directly heading for the illegal shuttle used by the Golden Mercs. to escape Sovereign. Their orders were to apprehend hosts, but lethal force was more than authorized in many cases. 

Carol-Ann spectated, feeling like she was invincible in the sky, waiting for an opportunity to strike as well and take what she could. But before she could rejoice from the pleasure of watching hosts fight for their lives, a report came in on her holopad. As she opened it, she could notice a very recent police report. Fugitives resisting arrest in a local club. At first, she didn't notice anything interesting, however the details on their sudden escape peaked her interest. Perhaps she had struck a gold mine, however she already has a handful in the current situation. But secretly she craved an extra challenge for extra reward, as would any greedy sociopath.