[b][center][i]Rhyn Beach, off the coast of Arcarus[/i][/b][/center]

[i]~The beach was a beautiful sight. Its pearly white sands contrasted the dark blue waters which crashed at the coastline with a mystical might. The greenery was scarce, only managing to line the division between beach and road. The coastline stretched for a good few miles before hitting an incline that led to a natural array of hills in the distance. Behind the beach was the town of Rhyn, a humble and comfy establishment that was a common hub for middle class tourists. Two men stand on the beach, each sitting on opposite sides of large beach bedrock, staring at the ocean before them. Away into the distance floated a lone, golden vessel in the shape of a large rectangular box with a single crane stationed off it's side.~[/i]

Hector sighed as he took his seat. "Papers got signed. This stretch of sea zone is off limits until we're done." He looked down at the sand that hugged his golden boot, waiting for his brother's reply. "Good t'hear, hermano. You all set then?" Hector remained quiet, debating whether or not answer. Victor chuckled, "I know you don't want to go, hermano, but it's your duty, sì?" Hector looked back out into the ocean and then opened his mouth to speak, "Why are we doing this, Vic? We're mercenaries, not slaves. We don't have any debts, any shortages, we-we... We're already famous, I mean, they're just abusing us now! I say let their military dogs handle this!" Hector shook his head in frustration, quieting as he heard his brother chuckle. "Ay, mi hermano, you forget. We're all about glory, hehe, comprendé?" 

Hector laughed and shook his head once more, "You dumbass..." The two glanced at each other and chuckled, but they're smiles faded as the ground beneath them began to tremble. Victor stood up and planted his feet while bending his knees slightly. Hector sprang up and faced his back towards Victor's. Before they could speak, a huge, single shockwave knocked them off their feet, and a spray of ocean water splashed over them as they fell. In the distance, a huge pillar of water erupted from the ocean, completely eradicating the vessel that had been attempting to retrieve precious cargo. Victor's eyes widened at the sight and Hector gasped. For a good minute, as damage sirens went off in the shaken town behind them, the two sat there in disbelief before Victor finally stood, offering a hand to Hector. Hector took in and cursed under his breath, "They had Luke and Tenno on there! SHIT! SHIT! SHIIIT!" Victor shook his head, his expression blank but his eyes fierce. "Damnit Hector, calm down..." He took a look around him and then ushered for his Carriage, which pulled up beside him. Turning to Hector, he gestured towards the carriage, "Alright. Off to Sovereign for you, hermano." Hector opened his mouth, "Wha- no! Es tu loco?! I'm no-" Victor held up his hand, and Hector silenced himself. Victor grinned, "I need a full Primary squad, hermano. Find me two. Take some time off, too. You've been working hard, sì? Maybe find a brothel or two..." Hector nudged his brother and chuckled but fell quiet and sighed as he understood that he had lost men. He nodded and entered the carriage, waving off to Victor as he departed from the beach.