"So how long do you think you'll be gone for?" Chase asked Hamilton.

"I'm not sure. We have to drop off a C.A.R.D. team at a damned myrrh tree first. Then I'll start searching for Mark...he may have gone to Fillmore. I expect you'll be able to handle things while I'm away?" Hamilton replied.

"Of course. I won't let you down a second time," Chase promised.

"I already told you...you didn't let me down at Folton's Dale. It wasn't your fault," Hamilton sympathized.

"Yes, Sir...it's just that..." Chase hesitated.

"Chase, you can't win 'em all. Let it go," Hamilton said.

"Alright..." Chase agreed.

"Well, it's time for me to leave. Take care, my friend," Hamilton said with a smile.

"You too, Sir," Chase replied.

Hamilton walked out of Chase's office in the Sumira Security Headquarters building and made his way outside to where his personal carriage was waiting. Hamilton entered the enclosed carriage and signaled to the driver with a quick knock on the roof. After traveling for about 20 minutes, the carriage finally came to a stop near a large field where the Myrrhauder airship was docked. Hamilton jumped down from the carriage and jogged over to the airship. Ren was standing near the entrance ramp giving orders to a crewmember.

"Are we ready to depart?" Hamilton called to Ren.

"Yes. The C.A.R.D. team is already on board. We can leave as soon as you give the order," Ren replied.

Hamilton hustled up the ramp and shook hands with Ren.

"Alright, let's get this baby airborne!" Hamilton ordered.