**Roman Training Room**

"It was a good fight. Don't feel bad about losing, I almost never lose in the cages. Still, I'd like another fight some time. Maybe then you'll get to land a punch, eh?"

Jos'arro then began to laugh, slapping a hand on the Roman's back in a show of jest. The two of them left the cage and walked back to the center of the room. Friendly conversations beginning between the Romans and Roa'marii. 

**Docking Bay**

"All right, your soldier is welcome of course. We shall leave soon once my transport is ready to fly again. A word of advice, in the training grounds of the Roa'marii rank means nothing. Don't expect any special treatment because you're the emperor's son." 

The general then turned and began walking to the transport he had come in, the Romans following after him. After a few minutes the ship was ready and it launched from the docking bay. After a short flight it had landed in the Roa'marii ship. The fleet was now ready to make the return trip to Arcadia. One small ship was left behind while the rest of the fleet made their jumps to the homeworld of the Roa'marii.