Youden watched as the Ariocaster continued to lurch through the clear skies. Although below, it was extremely wooded, he liked the demeanor that the environment brought to him. Temporary peace before the true action began. He was going to wage war against the world within the next year, and the sooner would be the better. At least for now, it was going calmly and smoothly.
Not even a few seconds later, an aide approached him, with a bit of worry. Just what he should have expected on a trip like this.
"Is there a problem?" Youden assumed.
"The pilot just recieved news from the Youdenio City Air Center. It appears that while we are only an hour and six minutes away, there's also been news of an attack on the city." the aide gulped.
"An attack? From who? The resistance?" Youden couldn't believe.
He assumed that the rebel forces were weakened or even destroyed by now. There was no point in such an attack against such a secured sector of the nation. It quickly eliminated any hopes or thoughts against them.
"Sir, it seems to have been coming from Jamal and the Eluyim Hexan. I think Jam-" the aide began to mutter.
"Not another word!" Youden roared out, before calming down. "Make sure we reach the city as quickly as possible. We cannot let them get away. Let everyone within the city limits know of the dangers they will bring. If they escape, they'll be a thorn that I don't feel like cleaning out."
Gulping, the aide nodded before quickly making his way towards the cabin again to notify them of the response. Youden was just tired of getting upset against this pestering group. They were like filthy insects, surviving in near impossible conditions, and yet always finding a way to continue to outplay his men. It didn't matter anymore, as soon he had a master plan to finish the worst of his enemies. And he had it planned to be done with one weapon, and one weapon only. And his enemies would pay deeply for doing so.