Eldred flew outside towards where Siliah had parked the craft. On his way, he could see that the fight was going on too intensely. The crafts were being blasted, burned, and shot down by the warring parties.
He could also see that the Vivetelians were flying around here and there from the shot-down crafts. They were still restraining themselves from showcasing their powers. Because there was no need to show off their powers yet. The crafts were enough for now and Eldred couldn't be any more grateful that the situation had not gotten out of hand yet.
"At most, they might have assumed that those who can fly can wield fire like Alexis. Unless they use their powers, that shouldn't be a problem as we can simply deny it." Eldred thought to himself as he got inside the craft.
Before Eldred could give any orders to Siliah, he asked in a worried voice, "Mr. Eldred, how is Miss Alexis? She hasn't gained her consciousness yet?"