[@Tyki]
	Slowly, the tear heals itself. "The universe itself is in a way a living thing. Such things as this don't even bother it. Like a drop of sweat passing though a pore. Your worries are born from ignorance...a thing easily purged by wisdom." F.E says. Logar slowly stands, coughing up blood. "...Point..made. I'll accept any help you can give." He says, bowing before the rather...obviously, stronger fighter. The F.E leads his current troops to the portal, before freezing, and looking over. "...Just going to state this now, no one touches anything on this planet. You try harvesting the metal, or disturbing the bodies, I will personally make sure you never are able to do anything remotely ever again." He says, looking at the general. "This is a tomb world, for many fallen people. Their spirits are resting here...disturb them, you anger me."