"Well, what are we waiting for! Let's fly back up there and crush them!" Anteris yelled, eager as ever to head into battle, but then he frowned for a moment, as if he had forgotten something.
"Hold on, let me fetch Graffius! He might be injured, but he'll surely be an asset when we fight them. And you, Rufus! You'll come up above with us, one of the others can fly you up." Anteris shrugged, and flew off into the distance, in search of Graffius.
"I'll take him. Vaya, Teves, I must impose upon you, would you be able to bring the leaders of my Mage Unit with you. Anteris is right, we'll need more than just ourselves if we're to do any real damage to their ship. They'll be wherever the ground is most misshapen." Tam said to the two chiefs, who nodded and flew off toward a tall tower of stone that now jutted up in the Inner City. It seems that Slate and Shale had created a vantage point for themselves during the battle.
