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>Glemy: If they choose to do so, the people will turn them over to us. Elo, even if these people are not of Africa, they deserve the chance to leave the Earth in peace.
>Elo:...So be it, "Mafty."

As Glemy turns his focus onto slaughtering the political and military Provisional government leaders of the Federations, a small girl rushes out from a repaired hotel, her mind guiding her towards her father as she senses the intense danger approaching him.

>Nanny: Quess! Get back here right now!
>Quess: Papa!! Get away!!
>Nanny: You absolute bra-

Seeing a squadron of Mass Production Bawoo's swooping down from the skies, the Nanny abandons her attempts to recover Quess. As she rushes back into the hotel, multiple rockets impact the building, blasting it into ruble in an instant.

>Glemy: For an age of nobility in which the Earth is protected, you people must not be allowed to live!

Yelling out in defiance, Gene's screams are instantly silenced as a beam rips into the Big Tray, killing him and the political leaders inside. Feeling her fathers death, along the hundreds of deceased and dying around her, Quess loses control over her nervous system from the stress and terror.

>Bawoo Pilot 1: A survivor? Its just a kid...
>Bawoo Pilot 2: Leave it. Let the Federation recovery teams deal with it. Not our-goddammit Gilboa!
>Bawoo Pilot 1: The objectives already been completed! I'll just move her away from the smoke.
>Bawoo Pilot 2: Its your ass.

Curled into a ball, Quess is frozen with fear as the Bawoo takes hold of her body, gently cradling her in its hand as she is moved to relative safety away from the burning hotel.

[Gene Coliny has died, the Provisional Government on Earth has fallen into chaos. Deeproot elements have been slaughtered across the Earth.]