Jack smiled, though it couldn't be seen through the thick EVA helmet. "Well, since that was about the size of an average raid, and we left one guy alive, we should fortify are positions while we have the chance." He said, as he spun the M6D around his finger, surprisingly easy going for a possibly dangerous situation. Sig nodded, holding his rifle at attention incase the newcomers attempted to betray him.<br/><br/>The Militis Fortunae buzzed as the Field Marshall contacted it, and Gral lazily checked the message, suddenly going alert as he heard it. "Hey Garth, there's a surprising amount of casualtys on that Canyon, what should we do?" He said, awaiting his friend's response. "I would say we await orders from the prophet, but the less time this resistance has to reinforce, the better are advantage will be. Set course for the canyon Gral." Garth said, eager to fight a challenging foe. "Okay, setting course and.....done, T-minus 30 minutes until arrival, rally the troups chief."