War was crazy. A ship full of troopers blasting lasers, followed by some insane energy shooting topless warrior, then some kind of a telekinetic humanoid car, two magic girls just blipping around, making it rain, then vanishing, and then living metal skeletons with weapons, and some dude shooting shadows out of his mouth. Mithias backed away, seemingly forgotten about as the fighting continued. Finally, he turned his back and began to walk away. Although given a watchful glance here and there by various beings, he wasn't making himself any kind of a threat. Whatever "side" he seemed to be on in this world couldn't be identified, so he was left alone in preference of more strategic targets. He was UFO, a nobody, a ghost, and as long as he had no stake in anything that happened, he was completely and truly free. Mithias glanced behind him briefly to make sure he wasn't going to be crushed into a football or shot through the back, then left. Nothing here interested him. There was nothing to gain by tangling with peon soldiers in some higher powers' war. The higher powers were far more worth his interest, but there was no way they would be found on the battlefield. Mithias began looking for a ship to steal or perhaps any surprisingly untouched really tall buildings.