Drek looked at his companions, Reimu, Dillon, Tomoya, Tux, Caim, Ardoris, Alice, and the Black Mage.
"Well guys, it seems as if Tiberius has sent a virus throughout the satellites of Earth, cutting international communications. Luckily, us Swedes are powered by a... private... comms relay. Tomorrow at dawn, we'll fly out to Sweden with these refugees, who will be kept in camps in Germany and Denmark. From there, its a matter of making sure we can get into the Dreadnought, kill Tiberius, and end the fight my father started," Drek finished and looked at the others.
"I want to let you know that despite what my Father may have done to you after Tiberius departed, I just want to assure you all this," Drek's eye turned red and giant snakes erupted out of the ground, spewing lava and Hatred. Diamond Golems roared as they appeared over the ruins, walking towards their master.
"I will not hesitate to murder all of you if it means the death of Tiberius," Drek's forked tongue flared out of his mouth and his voice went down an octave as it boomed across DC, smoke billowing from his nostrils, "Do you understand me?"
The rest of The Band stared in awe at the utter... power... of this man. Severin's son, much like the USSR, would be the most unlikely of bedfellows for these Heroes in the fight against the greater evil.
"Now, DEPART!" Drek yelled, snapping his fingers. The snakes turned to tents, and he entered the largest emblazoned with the Battle Flag of the Swedish Empire. The others looked at each other in awe, then retired to their tents.