*The soldier jams his fist through the roof to steady himself and catches the figure, he calls for a shuttle.*
"The hell was that?"
English
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*wind seems to take a greenish glow, and a blade of it whisks them off the roof, and then it sets them both gently down by my tree* Soooooooo wasup?
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"What are you?" *He puts the unconscious individual over his shoulder.*