"The director failed!"
"They're going to attack us!"
"Retreat, now!!!"
Because the Aurors deployed on the German side of the border had already received their earlier orders, quite a few had begun to Disapparate and retreat. Their flight made the atmosphere even more panicked, and drove even more people to start running—even some of the onlookers below were affected by the mood and began to leave.
What made Heydrich feel somewhat disgraced, however, was that many of the Aurors under him, who were held to higher standards and trained more harshly, had already fled, while the Hit Wizards, who mainly handled ordinary criminals rather than dangerous Dark Wizards, were more likely to have stayed behind, still waiting for his orders.
Heydrich waved for the Hit Wizards to withdraw as well, while he flew down to the ground with a few close Auror subordinates. He took out his camera, thought about it, then put it away again—without him openly blocking them, he did not believe these United Kingdom bastards could land and arrest him. In any case, from the current situation, it seemed the United Kingdom intended to directly violate German airspace first. It looked as if his director had also been detained by the other side, and with so many people present, even Harris Television's people were over on the French side. There was no need for him to leave behind evidence himself.
The Floating Ships surrounded the Floating City, all drifting around it. They looked like a planet and its planetary ring. The wizards on the ground stared fixedly at the sight before them, their pupils seeming to contain only the Floating City and Floating Ships drawing closer and closer to the border, their oppressive force growing stronger and stronger—but then, unexpectedly, their pupils abruptly dilated. The Floating Ships