Meanwhile, on board the Vigilance, Mirage sat in her seat, while accessing the Alfheim network. She did not know how much time had passed, but she was starting to become concerned. After all, a fight should not last this long, now should it. She could not help but voice her thoughts aloud.
"There's no way he actually won, is there? I mean, not for nothing, but an Orc War Chief is on a physical level that even our WRAITHs can't compare to.... He should have been defeated by now, which will have earned him some respect for us to negotiate with... But if that were the case, why is he still not back yet?"
It was at this voice, an adorable voice resounded throughout the ship, one that startled Mirage. Specifically, because of the hostility within it.
"That was a dirty trick you played on, Master. Now he is married to a hideous Orc! Shame on you, Tia might just get rid of you herself!"