From Freyr’s perspective, the impact to the tower block would seem to shake the whole world, except for herself. The deafening sound would send her ears ringing as those around her stumbled in the hallway, but the drones guiding her on her anti-grav stretcher adjusted quickly and seamlessly to the point that Freyr herself did not feel a thing. She did have her senses returned to her; she could see, hear, and feel everything apart from the pain a targeted sedative was keeping from her. As a safety measure, however, the drones were temporarily suppressing her motor functions to prevent her from accidentally bringing harm to herself in a panic. 

The Rothian-like droid stood over her, speaking in an artificially calm tone. “Please do not panic from any sensation of paralysis you may be experiencing. You are being treated for a concussion, and minor injuries to your species’ olfactory organs. Any other symptoms are merely a temporary side-effect of treatment, so you may rest calmly knowing you will make a full recovery.” 

Evidently, the programming governing the droid’s bedside manner did not account for the very real dangers around them. The medic had been shaken off her feet, but scrambled back up as quickly as she could. With her neural link, she connected to her ship outside to make sure it was still active and ready for takeoff. “My transport is ready on the pad just outside. It can get us out of here the quickest.”

Vreta’s return to awareness was something less of a shock compared to Freyr. Rhia had been managing his body, and though there were a multitude of questions that would need to be answered out of this, their more immediate concerns were much more pressing. Rhia helped him catch up quickly to what had been happening. She had been in contact with Rareth, and the Datius had certainly not been sitting by idly. The Outreman military had instructed her to evacuate her people as well, and she had no problem complying with that request. Two squadrons of Rothian fighter drones and multiple military transports had been deployed from the cruiser above. 

Had the group been outside, they would have been able to see the fireballs in the sky as the shielded craft pierced through the atmosphere at breakneck speeds. The transports were there as a contingency in case their VIPs could not reach their own ship, while the fighters provided protection. Given that the unidentified vessels were currently attacking both Rothian and Outreman citizens, they were absolutely valid targets. The squadrons of fighters came in fast from above, only to lose over half of their velocity in an instant to match speed alongside the hostile craft. Unlike Human ships, Rothian vessels did not use thrusters at all. Their propulsion came from sophisticated gravity engines which could provide “thrust” in any direction, equally. As such, the fighters looked as if they were orbiting the hostile ship in a swarm, with weapons facing their targets at all times. They fired concentrated particle beams like scalpels to cut through the hull and precisely target critical systems. Meanwhile, some of the fighters maneuvered below the vessel to attach to the underside of its hull. Using their powerful engines like tug ships, they would try to push the ship away from any crash course with important targets on the ground.