Blackout
Rebel Camp
Nicholas returns Lexianna's smile. But it slowly slides off his face.
"We haven't heard from our agents in over a month. Not only that, all of the main roads in have been impassable. The Swamplands are difficult enough to traverse as is. But now it's impossible. We do have a way in though. A step crystal. Networked pathways in space. The one to East Point has been inactive since the roads shut down. Normally a Step Crystal can only be activated from the user side. Our quartermaster got it to work somehow. We sent over a team to secure the crystal, which they did, and do a little recon." Nicholas seems excited to be talking with Lexianna. "I've gathered volunteers to follow me over and investigate what has happened. About fifty. As of now that's everything I know. We can leave as soon as you are ready."

Smough's Flagship
As Blaze and Flame are about to clash a small frame appears in a swirl of Shadows. He stomps Flame's sword down into the floor. For Blaze's sword he locks the teeth of a swordbreaker around it and applies tension. Not enough to break it but more than enough to lock it in place.
"No fighting aboard the Admirals ship." A soft yet assertive young male voice calls out from behind the shrouded mask and cowl. Every inch of the boy is covered in assassin's garb.
"Indeed. I don't care that you two are having a squabble. I do care that it is in my home." Smough's lax demeanor is now replaced with an authoritative one. "You are guests here. Don't do anything to make me regret my hospitality."

Just then from above a pirate calls down.
"Admiral, Skyships!"
Smough throws his hands up in exasperation. "For fucks sake. You two go to the pantry at the back on this floor. Stay there until I say." Smough wheels about and storms up the ladder. The assassin boy lets the two have their swords back. He looks at each one in turn. Then leaves without saying any more.

Up top Smough extends a spyglass and spots Valkyrie's Flagship approaching quickly from the west. Smough finds Gaul and tosses him a small jar of a make up in his skin tone. 
"Cover your tattoos." Smough says at Gaul. "That goes for any of you that have them. If you are stupid enough to get caught I can't help you." Smough addresses the rest of his crew. A few men begin checking their arms and backs. Yet more help each other cover portions of tattoos that should be familiar to Gaul. The rest begin to make preparations to be boarded.

Smough looks around for the barge with the women and goats but it is gone.

Barge
The fish Sia had held smacks Chron in the face and he yelps slightly. He snarls at the flopping fish and eats it. As Chron swallows the last of it he licks his chops and looks expectantly at Sia. Raia bursts into uproarious laughter.
"So graceful. So majestic." Raia shakes her head in amusement. "Hold onto something Ladies. We're going home." The world melts away and is replaced with a rush of lights. The ships now rests in the middle of a plains valley right behind the West Point Castle.