The troopers in the toy building grabbed the former paladin, and a couple of other creatures of various faiths, before they evacuated the ten 'lucky' creatures to a transport including a hellfire wyrm in her humanoid form, and then diverted the rest of the transports to the breeder group. Those three squads then moved to assist in pacifying the prison building. The breeder building was the one Draiss hated the most and wanted emptied, those women had suffered enough, and he glanced at the anti-magic bomb that was being set up near the edge of the wall through one of the repair drones that were flitting about the troops leaving the buildings with their escorts.<br/><br/>No matter how fast they worked, though, the fifty minute mark finally came around, and the units did as they were supposed to, though one squad continued deeper into the breeder building to get a handful more out. They were the last squad out, getting their hostages out of the building and then themselves onto the building just as the timer expired, and the transports began moving toward the exit location, the timer on the anti-magic bomb now ticking, running down from three hundred seconds. The bomb had been buried and then covered with a layer of dirt to keep anyone from noticing it before it detonated, and Draiss went to a knee, switching his rifle to full fire, and spraying the center of the compound where the last Chaos Scorpion continued to fight. Two had been destroyed, and were currently liquefying as their internal elemental generator organs ran amok, and the third had been dismissed back to the death world.<br/><br/>He finished the suppression fire, and then opened a portal to the plane of water, and then jumped back home, arriving in the common room, dripping wet, as the timer counted down from twenty four. "That was fun. I need to do that again sometime. Last of the transports have... cleared the combat zone and are at the hostage collection point. Fifteen seconds til detonation. All units are... now clear of the blast radius of one mile except the shielded observer drone. Five... Four... Three... Two... One... Boom.<br/><br/>Numbers still being compiled, but no line warrior loses, seven units badly damaged, fifteen moderately damaged, and thirty seven units suffering light damage. One thousand three hundred sixty six non-recoverable hostages mercy terminated. Mission complete, and rated as total success."<br/><br/>He grinned at the present harem members as he waited for the screen that showed the battlefield to clear, before sinking into his seat, and leaning the rifle against the table after removing the cartridge and purging the energy lines. "Any questions or comments?"