[center][h3]Arno Arrotyr[/h3][/center]

	[b]"...Worthless. This is Warden Derrick. All soldiers: Fight to kill. All Prisoners are considered Expendable. All of them are to be terminated, effective immediately. Fourth Floor is mine. Bring anybody you can't handle here, and I'll handle it."[/b]
Arno glanced up at the ceiling with an eyebrow raised, but before he could formulate a reply, a thunderclap of noise reverberated throughout the halls. Arno was no stranger to loud noises, the engine of his airship was deafening if you were standing next to it, but the suddenness of this made him jump and go into a readied stance. As soon as the sound stopped, Arno looked over to the source of the noise. A massive creature, the stuff of nightmares emerged into sight. An aquatic creature, but nothing Arno knew as natural to the isles. A predator, Arno thought, teeth presumably sharp enough to rend armor, tentacles with suckers to grip its prey. Arno grimaced, it was in the way of their escape, he would need a small, fast ship to get by that creature. Anything larger would stand no chance. 
[b]"WHAT!? T-That thing...that's not even a monster, right? That's one of those Primal Beasts!"[/b] The Erune woman shouted in surprise. A primal beast? Here? Arno thought to himself, right on the day of their prison break, this likely was no coincidence. Standing near the hangerbay entrance, the small Harvin scanned the docked airships. There were normal patrol boats, likely not fast enough to evade the Primal just outside. He needed something smaller... something...

	Arno gasped, he saw it. That familiar chassis there was no mistaking it. The fuselage bracketed by the twin booms, the swept wings, the sky camouflage. The Manta's Star symbol. He felt something press against his chest and his face grow hot. He balled his fists and his face contorted into a snarl. The Akula. They had taken her apart. Defiled her. He saw the wing panels opened, the internal cannon ammunition clips strewn on tables. A small crane above it had taken out the central auxiliary engine and it rested beside the Akula. Other panels were open, exposing the wiring, mechanical components and skeleton of the airship. He took a deep breath and felt the anger boil inside of him, only he and his crew were allowed to do that to the Akula, not anyone else. He took a step forward towards his airship, despite the guards and prisoners already inside of the hanger bay. His sight was on his Akula.

	He didn't hear any other footsteps beside him. He glanced back, his companions frozen in place, looking back into the hall. This upset Arno even further. He felt the urge to attack something, to break something, and he stomped towards them to see what had halted them. Another Harvin.
[b]"Soldier. Why are those two not dead? And why are they in possession of their things?"[/b] She asked them, Arno's companions in guard uniform, he assumed. She was pale, had short purple hair, and a face that Arno could admittedly look at for a long time. If it weren't for her bloody knife and the Primal just ouside. [b]"I asked you a question." [/b]she coldly stated.
But her beauty was not the focus of Arno's attention right now. He glared at her, then at his companions posing as guards. He inhaled deeply, gritting his teeth and shaking. [b]"I'm trying to get to my damned airship!"[/b] he shouted, at his companions mostly. [b]"My ship is the only thing fast enough to even survive against that Primal and I'm going to gods damned fight it!"[/b] he projected at an impressive volume, he took another deep breath, [b]"So this whole damn island doesn't end up an unmarked graveyard!"[/b] no doubt the guards and prisoners inside the hanger heard him. Arno now looked to the purple haired Harvin and pointed an accusatory finger at her, [b]"And I'm the only damn pilot trained to fly it! That ship,"[/b] Arno pointed behind him at his Akula, [b]"[i]I[/i] made, [i]I'm[/i] trained to fly, so before you blow me off and say one of your lackeys can fly anything, I'm the best pilot for that ship and anyone else would just drive it into the dirt!"[/b] He inhaled once again, [b]"Now I'm going to put my ship back together and fight that god forsaken Primal so it [i]doesn't[/i] turn this place into a pile of rubble!"[/b] Arno shouted, at the top of his lungs, essentially. He stormed off into the hanger, towards the Akula.