"Nobody's taking arms!"
Ansa stepped between Lambert and Kai.
"We're going to calm down and figure out a solution to this."
Aeolus stepped onto the tarmac of the Middle Avalon Airfield. It was relatively empty, as most citizens were currently in their homes trying to get in contact with loved ones and to get information about the rebellion. He picked up his phone.
"Pumice? Got in touch with the Grey Reapers yet?"