Her radio squawked, "Amélie! Is that you? How did you get here? Where have you been?"

"Sven? Oh hey! Guys! No time to explain, how are you in comms range?"

"Satellite bounce, only one needed, we're south of Jakarta, we were on our way to the Tokyo Expo when we got a call to head south past the Cook Islands, apparently... something just rose from the sea!"

"Don't get too close to it! The tower in the middle of the island is a death ray, it's a lost continent that disappeared millennia ago."

"We're hours out but our squadron is ready to launch, thanks for the heads up! But what the hell are you doing out here?"

"I-ugh, nevermind. Sending as much feed as I can with the communications interference. Can you send me loadouts?"

"You know we can't send you weapons?"

"Set FLOW-2, form it Adamantite and phosphorus, have that ready."

"Weird, but okay."

"Sending you a text file through SpinaLink, it'll be brief and confusing but that's the lowdown. A super mage is breaking into our dimension and will fuck us all if he isn't stopped."

"It's a good thing you're flying a Ghost."