Draiss got the notification of the parasite's defeat by the war room's notification, and all seven of his attacking avatars coming back into his head, and notifying him they were, to a one, taking a fucking vacation. He grinned, and reversed his course, having barely gotten out of the war room. He sent back a congrats, and told them to take a month, before ordering the avatar with the surrendered tainted to brace, the planar blocking effect would be coming down, and it needed to make sure the prisoner didn't try to run. That done, he got the salvage crews inbound, while the shadow stalkers started hunting for wounded organics, and the death squads took up guarding any destroyed or offline chassis as well as making sure law and order were maintained. That would only last for a week or three, long enough for the locals to realize they were, once again, on their own and start taking control of their lives back.