Crimson Skies - Part Three

A grim smile touches Maggie's lips as she spots another Stalker slide into firey oblivion. Squenching her hands on the controls without touching the firing mechanism, Maggie inhales as though that will keep the heat beam away as they lead it along a safer-for-others course. She exhales as her beloved adjusts course and smoothly keeps them alive. "Well done, darling." Though that is muttered, he might hear it. Then again, it could be lost in the chatter about the incoming whatsis. Lifting her gaze, she squints against the flashes and smoke to see an entire mountain with attendent buzzing beetles heading their way. Wait, that isn't a mountain. "Oh..." The whoosh of exhalation as realization hits her in the gut sounds like a faint whistle on the breeze. "I hope there is room for all of the people on the ships. But this is it for the human settlement, I feel. The land will belong to the Cogs after this." Her smile becomes grim, "Can you stand being one of the villians in the legends that result from this battle, my love?" Though her tone is fairly light, her manner is all focused concentration, ready to defend the humans' retreat.
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