Chase glanced to his left. Each of the platoons had a single magician, a hermetic mage, and the one in Apache was crouched a few meters away. As the recon report came over the radio, the mage nodded. Chase knew the man's name was Kunayev, but nothing else beyond the fact that when he moved his head it was always at a strange tilt. He was garbed and armed identically to the other squad members to prevent enemy snipers from selectively picking off the magician. He was also bearing the magical tactical support load, in addition to the mage from Cobra platoon. The Bandit mage was running recon along with the rest of Bandit.