After the horned demons left the area, Catrina gave a deep sigh, looking at the wreckage of her squad. Looking to the new reinforcements she attempted to make radio contact with them "This is "Ace" Lady Catrina, east patrol 7 we thank you for your timely response, but I am afraid the battle is over, please assist me in looking for the wounded and the deceased." She cut of as she lept out of her Zaku into the hot desert sands. The heat was nothing compared to the battle, wiping her brow as she moved to the wreckage of her team. Hoping to find any survivors. The portable radio from her suit now was attached to her pants, as she listened into any comments from the reinforcements.