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[color=bc8dbf]"Reduced to circus attractions... I will find whichever governor is responsible to this colony and I shall have a talk with them after we are done."[/color] - Von Mackstein muttered under its breath, the skills of both it and the units under its command being put into conquering a challenge was nothing shorter than absurd. However, to engage and more direct interrogations of the aberrant creature, it seems the group would have to go through that.

[color=bc8dbf]"Well noted, Herr Storm. We don't quite know what every nook and cranny of this place hides. I wouldn't be surprise if it were more separatists eager to ambush us the moment we turn our back to them."[/color] A beat. [color=bc8dbf]"And splitting our forces to avoid charges from the rear seems ill-advised."[/color] The mechanical head turned, the crimson optical sensors scanning its surroundings.

And, with a series of beeps and boops that came from its speaker, the Line Fusiliers were already moving, taking position in pairs behind Alaerin, Mackstein joining with its carbine in hand. [color=bc8dbf]"Right behind you, go forth with confidence."[/color]

Von Mackstein and Line Fusiliers - Getting in position to support Alaerin's search.