Michael and Booth did not give a damn about their surroundings. No one could see the two of them but a blur. All the crashes tore Michael's shirt and long coat into the castle. His body had several cuts. Booth looked worse. His armor may have protected his body, but Booth's face looked swollen and bloody. Michael grabbed Booth and shot toward the sky. For a few moments, the destruction on the ground level stopped. Using this momentary stop, Xanali quickly ordered her men to take the civilians to the ships. Thunder rumbled in the sky. Mutrad saw Ghost and Booth going all out in the sky.
"ARRGHH!" Booth roared as he punched Michael in the face. He felt like he was punching a concrete wall. Still, Booth didn't stop. He vented all his anger on Michael's face.