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She would be making her entrance just as the said team of "Super Ninja Whatchamacalits" were getting ready to dispatch with a locked door. If they didn't notice her immediatly, the guard would, and would mistake her for the one that broke the glass.

"Freeze now!" he yelled, not giving her time to obey before firing his Desert Eagle unscrupulously.

It barely had time to dodge out of the way. "AWWW COME ON. Freaking zombies and then a trigger happy rent-a-cop." Extending pole with a flick of her wrist, She'd dance in with the grace of a circus preformer, using the as one might a strip pole, managing the grace to balance it firmly enough to spin along it, sending her quickly to her opponent. She didn't kill him, mind, Over extending herself to his extended firing arm. If he didn't engage in hand to hand, She'd break his arm at the Elbow, and toss the gun away, giving him a boot to the gut. "I ain't here to rob you, or snip your goods. Just holding the door for a friend."

The sentry gun team bravo had dispatched had extended from the wall and then droped a gun down from the holder, the barrel of which needed time to extend. Thus the delay.

They would have three options, one a long duct leading to 2C PF. There was a short duct that would take them to 1B and 1C respectively, and another duct that would take them to them to 1D and 1F respectively. How could they tell, simply, they were labeled.

Problem, the security techs in ring four were expecting them. Heavy steel bars would drop across the labeled ducts, including the outake duct they had just entered through. The fan room, on the ceiling, what apeared to be a lighting panel held a hidden detection device, so even if they remained completely on the move, a number of them would be caught in the fan room, at least temporarily. To make matters worse, each of the other three ducts dropped a sentry gun simultaneously, the gun to the front covered by the fan, the other two at its sides.

Alpha group would only have one problem, sentry guns that could see them despite the optical camo. The public relations office opened up into a sentry gun hell once they were midway down the hall way to the door that led into the corporate office & law section of ring one. Ten Sentry guns positioned in the main halls and corners of the office space dropped and spit 7.62mm fire. Three of the guns were on the hall in which team alpha travelled, one in the center, two on the ends. But the others had a clear line of fire over the cubicles. No other defenses here, there had been no time to position any.

As it was on the Draconis, so too on The Storm would there be mages scrambled to cast their spells, casting fireballs, lightning bolts and chain lightning spells; erecting invisible barriers for the missiles to smash into. Several missiles would get past the defenses, striking along the deck and one of the huge wings. Turrets turned to fire at the F15s, the cannon firing and taking out what missiles were in the air in before it, streaking through the air to strike a portion of the building. Wherever the beam ultimately hit, it would give off a small electro-magnetic pulse, due to the volume of power and voltage behind the electrical beam.

The airship took more damage as it continued moving toward the city. It looked like it was on a suicide run.

The bombers would suddenly come under attack, the wings being torn at by large, serpentine, shadowy figures that seemed to have descended from the night above. Six ancient shadow dragons swooped swiftly through the skies, spreading dragonfear and death upon any fighters unfortunate enough to get caught by a swiping claw or a slapping tail. The night made them hard to see, as they blended in with the gloom, and they gave off no heat signatures.

The Ymir Airdrop was the only thing big and slow enough to get caught by the dragons, the expensive plane would indeed have its wings torn off, the engines exploding under the Dragon's Talons.

The rest of the air formation scattered at full speed, returning to secure bases in western Gaia and avoiding the wrath of the dark dragons. Five FS fighters remained in the skys. The dragons gave no heat signatures, but the air-to-air missiles were switched to laser guided mode, computer assisted aiming. Much would come down to the skill of the elite pilots of these stae-of-the-art machines. They would manuever out of range of the dragon's melee, and attempt to get a kill with missiles and laser cannon. They feared not death, all were most fanatical of converts, willing to die for Ymir and his national namesake.

As for the Storm, one of the F15s would come straight at it from the left side with the intent of firing on the main cannon. The 30mm Vulcan pounded the charging cannon unmercifully on the approach but failing to ascend and hitting the Air ship dead center in an unintentional kamikazee attack. The rest of the F15s broke engagement, as the ship was too close to the pentagon.

Below, the hatches of the pentagon opened, and the missile launcher no more than ascended then a hail of Svendari Missiles blasted what remained of the storm. Fifty missiles had been fired at the one target within seconds. The launchers that had revealed themselves quickly descended back into their hatches for reloading.

The Storm Over Gaia exploded from the multiple missiles, and would come crashing down into the city, and a portion of the corporate building. Those undead who had not been destroyed by the explosions - which weren't many - would come out of the fiery wreckage, before the ship's engines would explode.

Much to the skill of the elite pilots, these dragons had been flying their entire lives. The only problem with using laser-guided munitions was that the laser needed to stay on the target, which needed to be seen to be painted. A difficult problem for a target that couldn't be seen from afar, nor stayed very still. Even more difficult when the shadow dragons use their Shadow Blend ability, and becoming totally concealed.

The hit would crumble a bit of the concrete superstructure and shake a section of the building. At the main point of impact the first layer of Armor protecting the structure would appear. Much of the cement would be sooted from the fire. What few undead managed to get out of the ship would be cut down by infantry forces dispatched to defend the area.

Fire patrols protected by infantry units would be dispatched to put out the infirno caused by the Storms crash.



The FS fighters broke off as arrays of flares were fired from the pentagon, lighting up the sky bright as day. Using the flares to spot the dragons, the missile bays opened again, this time releasing a barrage of 100 Svendari missiles at the most available target among the shadow beasts. With multiple missiles esploding nearby, some were going to hit the beasts and carve some pieces out of them. Even more so, because the pentagon wasn't the only missile launcher in Yaits city, the launchers along the western cliffs opened fire as well, releasing a barrage of two hundred Svendari missiles altogether into the now lit night sky.