In the sky over Bantroi, just south of the king's province, the Royal Navy Air Ship "Wolf Alpha" was being torn to shreds. The crew ripped to prices by the bullets from the dragon fly attack planes, and bolts of dark magic. To add, the dragon fly attack planes were shooting at the wolf's under belly to force her pilots to gain altitude, then they fired into the right side to cause them into ramming the mountain closest to them. At that same moment, the moment the wolf sent her last SOS, the academy graduates and drop outs, and willing souls were gathering to join the fight. "Next!" Voices called as they looked over papers and let recruits into the air strip.