We managed to evacuate everyone possible without running into any issue we weren't already prepared for. Soldiers came in and tried to massacre civilians, but our weapons took them out before any substantial damage could be done. There was a tough spot in there when someone started throwing a lot of lightning around, but luckily it wasn't Willow and the enemy soldier was dispatched with a single shot from our fancy ballista.

We found way more spies than I thought we would, but apparently it was about what the people who organized this whole thing expected. I have no doubt that we missed many of the spies, but none of them that we did catch had any skills or items that would be too dangerous to us beyond telling the enemy about our movements, so I'm not worried. I don't imagine a spy can survive long in my home without outing themselves.

I don't imagine that anything big will come of this for a little while, so I think it is fine to relax for now.

I hung out with Jasmine today, though maybe not for as long as I would have liked. She and the other nuclear fire wielders got in a couple days ago while I was busy with the whole 'all of the civilians are going to die if I don't do something' thing. They got done with the latest shipment and are heading out to collect more nuclear waste from one of the more dangerous sites, and they need all hands on deck to deal with it. Or at least that is the general gist of what was going on. Next time she is here she should be able to stick around for awhile longer.

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I'm pretty sure Tiddol's mother really don't like us. I can understand that given the state her daughter is in, but this goes a bit beyond that. She seems to think we are some kind of cult, which I mean, we are, kind of. I don't think it is a cult if it is the official state religion, but regardless we are the leaders of that cult. She seems to really hate me, or at least I overheard a whole rant about why I am a bad influence on Tiddol and how Par is some kind of malignant evil being driven to burn everything they love into ash. The only one that she seemed to like was Umi, as they called Tiddol a horrible mother and a failure as a daughter after she refused to come home with them and refused to let her take Umi with her.

When she stormed out after that rant I was worried that I was going to have to prevent her from hurting someone, or pissing someone off and getting hurt. But she saw me and went completely pale and stood perfectly still for a full three seconds before running away. I terrify her, and I don't like that.

I comforted Tiddol until she stopped crying, something that she hasn't done in a very long time. Her metal form is cold and uncomfortable to hold, but she is my best friend, and I have no idea what I would do without her.

I don't think that we are going to see her parents again for a very long time.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.