The bright light from the spell cast by Kovalev combined with the explosion of that airship had disoriented Chang for a good minute, but when he regained his senses, any outlaws that remained were unconscious, and some dead. Suddenly, Chang heard frantic footsteps coming from behind him. He turned on his heel and saw an escaping vagabond down the alley, running clumsily down the narrow alleyway. Narrowing his eyes in concentration, he rapidly signaled a glyph and held out his palm, aether gathering into a sphere, and closed his palm sending a shockwave hurtling towards the man. It knocked him into the adjacent wall and onto the ground. He did not move after that. 

"Forgive me, Creator."

Wiping his forehead, he turned back to the docks. The actual airship had docked by then, the [i]Aurora[/i]. Chang walked on, with Chuan following. He did not pay much mind to who the other people were yet, but he knew that time for formal introductions would come soon.

Kovalev cleared his throat. "Now, get situated, acquainted and comfortable with your new home. In about an hour, we'll meet in the war room and get down to business." Chang nodded and saluted respectfully. He walked about the main floor, glancing around at the furnishings and locked doors. He found his room quickly, tapping a few buttons on Chuan. With a hiss of steam and a whirring, the metal sphere slowly sank to the floor, and ceased to make noise. Chang placed his cane in the corner and sat cross-legged on the floor, meditating. He left his door slightly open.