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Chaos, in its fullest form, was spread evenly across Xena's battlefield. In the violent clashing and striking of swords and fists, in the midst of the furious whooshing and striking of wind and fire, something was off: Karida's not out there. She was simply inside the ATV, busy doing something else. What was she doing? 

She expected some sort of failure to happen. It was one dozen of them against many dozens, and her confidence in the integrity of the vehicle wasn't full. Karida was hard at work trying to think of some way to circumvent this, but the mishap came sooner than expected: the cannon's busted, and the pilot's knocked out cold. The co-leader fell silent all of a sudden, the specialist is reported killed, and Onweer's making a fool out of herself again. And yet everything fell silent. Only a few voices outside, demanding to take the truck, were to be heard. 

It was at this point that Karida was obliged to act.

An audible creak was heard. Karida, exiting through the roof hatch, saw quite a scene: Yvette on the ground, Onweer about to face off with who seems to be the leading Diver and who seemed to be the one that crushed the gun, Cecil under threat, and quite many of the other crew fallen to the ground.

[color=aba000]"Excuse me,"[/color] Karida said, a threatening stare shot at the apparent leader, briefly switching one moment towards the other Diver. [color=aba000]"I demand explanation for this."[/color]