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"What the hell? That wasn't an ordinary explosion...that felt more like an impact. Best stay back and let them handle this until things start exploding..." A man looked down from his luxurious hotel window at the commotion...and got the best view in the house in more ways than one.

"Guess I'd better get dressed anyway. All the years I've been doing this, whenever something falls down from space, it's either bad in itself or it releases something that is. And holy shit, that redhead...I'd love to get HER number sometime." Grunting, a young, well muscled Terran man started putting on his advanced suit of armor. Far more refined than the Expansion Suit, built for the rigors of defending Wing City and all the horrors that that implied. This was the Andee suit. And he was a TETRS agent, codename Vandal. Any threat to Ruula was a threat to Terra by proxy due to the existence of a rumored portal. There had to be one...otherwise, how the hell did he get here? And thus was the explosives expert roused into action.

"Good thing about getting to take my suit out here...I get my full arsenal, not just the mini boomers I carry with me for emergencies like that last time."