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[color=39b54a][b][i]"Priority message:,"[/i][/b][/color][color=39b54a][b][i]"For those yet unaware, the enemy has deployed a terrakinetic structure in function not dissimilar to a volcano. I do repeat, this is not a drill. Environmental hazards are imminent. Evacuation of non-Arms Masters and wounded is highly recommended."[/i][/b][/color]

That was new. The boy with the moniker of "Nemo" had, even now, not received any communication over his comms channel. He had assumed that this meant he was not being given any special orders, but the talking heads of ooze made new information evident. A volcano? It would be difficult for the boy to fight a volcano. He was mulling over how best to do so when the superior officer near him shouted out. The order was seconded, and Nemo stopped his progress towards the location he had been pointed towards. Truth be told, he had no idea how he was supposed to follow that order. But luckily, Noel spoke directly to him. "Be brave, not afraid, and do not despair." Those were simple enough orders, he supposed. Though he didn't know why the older boy had mentioned "friends." Nemo had never known what that meant, so he simply assumed it was effectively a promotion. Concrete proof of having been of value. Exactly what he needed as the carrot to drive him forwards.

So he followed the command he was given and grabbed hold of Noel's wrist. He wouldn't let go for any reason short of having his arm cut off, he knew. In an instant he lost sight of the commander, but kept his grip as tight as possible on what had been his wrist.