Hein closed his eyes against a wave of relief that flooded through him as Shio picked up, resting his head against the window, asking, "Are you alright?"  Once that question was answered, though he really couldn't be bothered to care about whoever they'd picked up, he moved on, "You're god damn right you failed!  Please tell me you at least managed to evacuate<i>some </i>of the civilians before it all went to hell."  It actually sounded as if she'd managed to do more than that, which allowed him to calm down a bit, "People will make their own decisions.  If they won't be helped, then there's no point.  Your main focus should be finding a new base of operations.  And Shio?" He paused, heaving a sigh to recompose himself before saying, "I'm glad you're alright."  He flipped the phone closed and took one last look at the rubble below that used to be Sector 7.  One more reminder of why they did what they did.<br/><br/>-------------------<br/><br/>Lucien was shocked awake by a pulse from the dragon, his senses suddenly bombarded by being extended to look over the destruction of Sector 7.  So much death.  For what?  What could possibly be the purpose of this?  As his senses were returned to a more localized state, Lucien realized he couldn't move.  Apparently he'd gotten his arm stuck under a fallen crane.  Fortunately, it was just his arm.  Planting his feet on the steel structure, a low, bestial growl issued from him as he pushed, feeling a heat flow through him.  He didn't like drawing on Bahamut's power.  The dragon loved it, however.  Every time he did, the overgrown lizard gained a little more control.  There was a loud screech of metal grinding against metal and the crane lifted, allowing him to free his arm before dropping it again and rolling out of the way, sending the crane crashing to the ground.<br/><br/>Without a word, Lucien grabbed his bundle of gear and stormed off back to his shed, ignoring the fact that half of it was caved in by the crane as he slammed the door behind him.  His dress flew out a moment later as he called, "Not that this hasn't been absolutely riveting, but perhaps you should be<i><b>going</b></i>now!"