Reynard's DecisionSometime around two, maybe three AM, the valka rolled from his bunk in the quarters he and another had to share due to the small size of the ship they had.Padding out of the open hatch, he started for the exit, hopping out onto the sandy ground below the ship, and using an emergency access ladder to climb to the upper hull.Standing atop the gunship now, Reynard noticed how strange the largest of the moons seemed behind the ruins of Alexandria. Even from here, the lingering menace of Ultimaga could be felt if not seen, and if his instincts were right, and they usually were........Ultimaga is only a toy to someone else. His nemesis, Tykatra.The night wind whipped at his hair, tugging at his pants. He had left his vest inside, not really needing it when he was asleep, and not bothering to put it on. "Hmph...""Why did they even come for me?" he thought, staring at the ruins.He had never really thought about why people seemed to care so much about him, all he was was a former traitor.