Marine country was armed to the teeth, every marine stood at ready and was armed like a tank. Squads had been deployed to the hanger bay, meeting up with Cpt sh’Rharror’s aviators to board the transport shuttles for a rapid deployment. Everything was moving with the smooth efficiency of well trained elite marines. Along with the special atmosphere that only the Raiders could bring to such and operation. Manika watched it all, hovering in the air midway of the large hanger bay. They felt the ship drop out of the wormhole and the atmosphere changed from one of relaxed waiting to alertness in an instant.

Maj. Manika-Esp, 2IC, Marine Battalion