He paused, before shaking his head. "That was what I meant, using shadow stalker transports and line warriors to cover and expedite their retreat once it all goes pear shaped. And since that wasn't really an answer, I can't do anything unless you refine that answer further."<br/><br/>He waved off the comment about being a true ally. "I will not accept that until after your people have been successfully evacuated. Got a good plane being set up for a temporary hiding, already got a couple cities, was part of my afterlife plane. So, once I have gotten you to clarify that answer further, I will head back, and let you get back to work."<br/><br/>Once she had clarified, likely amused that he was ordering her, he started to bow, before stopping and straightening. He then saluted her, the same as his shadow stalkers and death squaders did, his right arm coming up to shoulder height, palm flat and arm straight, before bending it at the elbow so his still palm down hand smacked into his left shoulder. "Stay alive Ellistraee. I didn't make an alliance with someone that was going to die quietly. Take as many of the bastards with you, and use the shadow stalkers already positioned in your cities. They can't move forward, but you can request that they retreat through certain routes, cutting off enemy elements. They are defensive, not offensive, but they will defend the populations. Use them."<br/><br/>He turned and offered Nadriina a hand up, before heading to the portal, muttering softly under his breath. He was fuming like a volcano that was milliseconds from erupting, but he held it in check until he got back to his domain, and used that anger to give the Oversoul directions about redeploying the SS in support of Ellistraee to maximize enemy damages, and minimize friendly population losses. That done, he sat back and waited, brooding.