Crimson Skies - Part Six

"Keep on the swivel with that gun, Templeton. Hit anything that gets close. If you got a deity, feel free to toss out a prayer. We could use anything we can get here..." Clive pulls his fingers off the stick for a moment to flex them all and crack the knuckles before laying the hand back on it and beginning some more active maneuvers. The plane drops a good ten feet to avoid a shifting plate, then pulls back up before angling the wings vertical to slip in through a gap. Up ahead, two plates are coming in together, so the Selkie drops the throttle one last time to try and make it through before there is just a solid wall before them! A passing girder knocks out a bit of their tail and the flaps going flying off the trusty fighter, but hopefully she has what it takes to get them in further!

Wary of letting the Banshee lose any more of her structural integrity, Sidonie stays out of the screw-rattling zone, but she lingers close enough to offer support. She commands on the airship's internal com, "Patch up what you can! Gunners, only defensive shots, and careful ones at that! We've got friendlies in there!" The surgeon takes a deep breath, then yells out with all the force of her as of yet-unknown Chantris power. "Air Marshal Wynter! We are to the Northeast of the monster! Fly back! And Clive, don't forget you have my Trump!"
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