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[h2][center][color=fff200]Saef Harken
Graveyard Proper[/color][/center][/h2]

The small detachment of the 1rst HMD deployed to this battlefield had never stopped firing at the Falken. It had never actually left the range of their lasers. In fact the advanced jet plane was slowing down to mach one and still hadn't taken any evasive maneuvers. The lack of significant damage after all those blasts may have had something to do with it. Perhaps the dense armor cut down on the speed and agility.

Coherent light tracked the vehicle across the sky as it arced around and then up. Specifically targeted were the engines. There was a limit to the amount of protection you could pack onto those. A single lucky shot could bring down the entire craft.

Of course that was when one of his men called his attention to something coming at them from another direction.

[color=fff200][i]Is that a crow eaten [b]Einstein-Rosen Bridge!?[/b][/i][/color]

He had never personally worked on them back home but several of his colleagues had. It made for some very impressive experiments and the equations involved were even more so. Those experiments had looked an awful lot like the huge...thing heading towards him and his men. Saef estimated he had ten, maybe eleven seconds before it impacted his barrier. He was [i]fairly[/i] confident that his concept based defenses wouldn't just be swept aside by the attack. 

His protective barrier would keep out any attacks. And the big ball of wibbly wobbly science stuff that was the oncoming wormhole was most definitely an attack. He just wasn't sure how much energy it would take to do so. He could pour more energy into the barrier as needed but doing so might drain him more than he was willing.

The problem was solved in part as the Falken's laser slammed into the ground just outside his barrier and began burning through the cold earth. A section crumbled and fell into the catacombs below, leaving a black gaping maw in the snow covered ground. It seemed that the pilot was trying to drop them into the tunnels. An odd move all things considered. Not many celestial beings would die from the short fall, if any. His men in particular were a hardy bunch. Although he supposed that the pilot had little way of know just his different they were.

There wasn't even anything unusual directly below them. The plethora of strong radar being used to target his company also allowed them to gain a fair understanding of the hollow spaces beneath them. A single zombie was moving within range of their limited sensors. Some spirits might have been floating around but he highly doubted there was enough down there to be any serious danger. Still it provided an opportunity.

[color=fff200]"Get ready to move underground!"[/color]

He changed the nature of his barrier. It became more solid, still white but less see through. The now solid barrier instantly sliced through the frozen dirt and rocks it had formerly simply passed through. Unknown to the casual observer the magical construct had been a full sphere. He had made it a personal rule after a rather nasty battlefield experience. Some Demons liked to try and tunnel under a new mage's only protection.

In several areas now unsupported earth dropped into the dark catacombs below. Soldiers started to stream into the openings, spreading out past areas already cut by the oncoming fighter jet. Moving at supernatural speeds the entire company was down and under cover before either attack finished. Saef himself was just about to enter the darkness when Victoire's telepathic message reached him.

[color=fff200][i]Forsaken world.[/i][/color]

The curse was a particularly vile one that developed in the months before Heaven sent reinforcements. A lot of people's belief in a greater good had been shaken in the face of a full on Demonic invasion. Things weren't as bad here but that message changed things and not for the better. Victoire Bordeaux was an Elder Vampire and a high level general of the Demonic Hoards. And not an idiot. There was no reason for her to broadcast her presence to what was probably the entire battlefield. Either she was bluffing or had a reason to be as confident as she sounded.

From the briefings the Division's command staff had been shown the vampire possessed an abundance of deadly abilities. Saef had a couple ideas about why Victoire might be feeling so confident. Whichever it was he didn't have the time or extra energy to fight the Machina forces before him.

As he flashed below ground his scepter idly waved. Golden words forming behind him as he vanished.

[b][color=fff200]Temporary truce. Going to fight Victoire.[/color][/b]

It was up to the Machina forces overhead to decide if they would agree to the truce. He didn't have time to wait though. He had to capitalize on the Elder Vampire's mistake while he could. As Saef followed his men through the twisting tunnels symbols flashed by in his mind. The rod in his hand glowed once more as the spell was crafted. If he did this right he could track that psionic signal back to its source.