Jets would continued to soar around the village, firing streams of bullets towards the TIE fighters. Multiple helicopters made their way above the airborne combat scene, launching guided Hellfire missiles towards the TIE fighters. But then there was the MageTech™ aspect of these airborne weapons. The fighter jets began firing arcane blasts of explosive magic, equivalent to bombs, except lacking any sort of arc in its launch and moving with extreme speed towards the TIE fighters. The blasts of magma would destroy the Shadow Troopers in the center of the village, allowing the civilians to remain safe. Terram then stood, looking around for any enemies. As Spéroe pelted the army trooper with explosive bullets, his armor would shatter and his flesh would be incinerated and destroyed, killing him quickly. The other trooper would not be killed, but rather was slammed into a wall. He would hear Spéroe's deadly soft interrogation voice; "Who are you? Who do you work for?" Meanwhile, about five minutes had passed and another platoon had arrived at the village. "Platoon 2, Colonel Aéra has arrived." "Colonel Aéra, surround the village! Block any enemies from leaving; Colonel Faller, do the same when you arrive!" "Yessir!" – Twice, simultaneously. Meanwhile, as the trooper on the outskirts of the village was alone without any civilians nearby, one of the fighter jets would fire a magic blast towards him. If it hit, the trooper would be annihilated by the resulting explosion meant to destroy tanks. Meanwhile, the newly arrived platoon began surrounding the village with their tanks and trucks, while Weavers began setting up barricades and shooting down any troopers who tried to escape. Finally, Terram spoke into his mic once more. "Jackson, get over to the center of the village!" Moments later, a Weaver arrived at Terram's side. He seemed to know what to do, and cast a spell upon his General. When Terram spoke once more, his voice was amplified across the village, loud enough for every person to hear. "Who is in charge here?" His voice boomed. "Come to the center of the village or face annihilation."

One Stormtrooper came out of the woods, hands up in the air. "Sir...our leader is above you. She has weapons ready to take out your entire fleet. You can't take down the entire Empire, Rebel scum." The soldier had told him, activating something on his belt...which were multiple detonators, as he charged at the general. "FOR THE EMPIRE!" He yelled.

Terram made a small flick of his wrist, and an earthen fist pillar shot out from the ground, slamming into the suicide bomber and causing him to explode in himself and the fist of compacted dirt and rock. T: "Their general isn't here. My guess is that they came from some sort of spacecraft up above. Platoon 4, ETA?" F: "ETA 9 seconds." Moments later, a soft whistling could be heard from the sky as people dropped from seemingly nowhere. They landed on the TIE fighters, using rather literal, explosive melee to smash them down onto the ground. T: "Platoon 2, feel free to move in now. Take as many people captive as possible." The Weavers surrounding the village moved in, shooting down the troopers they had to, and cuffing the ones they were able to with magically reinforced cuffs–more MageTech™ goods.

They caught 16 Stormtroopers in total, and most likely slaughtered everyone else. There was that shuttle they left behind from earlier... perhaps that may lay some clues....

"Sir, there's a shuttle nearby that looks foreign and still rather intact." "Spéroe, investigate it." "Yessir. I want ten men standing guard outside it." "Sir!" Spéroe and a few others from platoon 7 mobilized, as the seventh platoon's Colonel entered the shuttle, his modified AR-15 loaded and at the ready. Meanwhile, platoon 4 had rounded up the captured Storm Troopers and thrown them into a pile at the center of the village.