Murusa is at the gateway of the airport, watching various crews working hard to get the various things finalized. Especially the most important project, Apollo. The sounds of heavy footsteps can be heard off in the distance, it doesn't even require super senses to hear the coming of the great one himself. The Guardian appears and looms over the entire area. He looks down at Murusa, "This isn't your post. I would think you would be busy training and sharing your wisdom with the other members of the Crys Angels. Especially if you are to lead them. It is your duty to make sure they are combat efficient enough and combat savvy to not get injured in their first major battle. Normally, I would do this myself.. however I am busy formulating battle tactics and the optimal places to strike and what