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the high general lifts a finger, causing gunner to rise in the air before zooming out into the desert, being face planted hard enough for him to go a few miles underneath the sand, his heat causing glass to form around him, caging him there with an airhole made from his rather rapid descent. "now that that's settled." the high general replies evenly, fixing his coat which begins to mend of it's own accord, tide being released to rise to his feet as the high general turns to theta, grabbing a nearby shovel and handing it to her.

"have fun" the high general replies as he heads back inside the tower, mute petting maka and delta's hair with a bit of blood leaking from their heads, nothing serious. "mute, you're turn" the high general replies evenly, sitting next to them with a grown as mute goes to the busted out wall and extends her hands, the city cobbling itself back together as people watched. Mute the sits next to the general and sips at a fruity wine common to the planet