"Only because I didn't get into the fight directly, or use their best weapons. Frelling new units, brought along anti-organic weapons. What the hell is a flamer going to do to a construct other than give it that well worn in look that is so hard to get and get right?"<br/><br/>He shook his head, before wincing as someone, or more likely several someones, abruptly and rather loudly began clammering for his attention, and likely close by judging by how much shielding he had to erect to keep the aid request from giving him a headache. "Ouch. Wow, didn't think I had a following here large enough to be that loud. Or maybe they are just being enthusiastic. Sorry, but they seem to be wanting attention and as of about five minutes ago, judging by the strength of the call. Catch up with you later? The fire team and infiltrator units are already gone, and just a single survey team is in the upper level to liaison, while the others are going to try and find more instillations."<br/><br/>He exchanged a few more pleasantries, before portalling out with the ease of an expect, clearly forgetting he was in a tech area at the time. He got back to the domain, absently shifted to a form more like what the current group was expecting rather than his actual one, before portalling into the area where they were raising a racket. "Yes yes. The Archdragon has arrived and will hear what your... What the hell?"<br/><br/>He finally got around to examining himself, and noted he was an almost obscenely endowed half dragon centaur, and the group that had summoned him was the same group he had dealt with in order to find the first instillation. He sighed, and shifted to the human form they would likely recognize, and sat down on the small, crude altar."So, what is the emergency?"