There was no telling which route would've been safer, or if any of them were. "I knew I should've gone with the southern route instead." "I'll try to keep us out of claw range, but I can't promise anything." Raff slammed a palm against the wheel. It rolled and weaved in exactly the way bones shouldn't be able to, and their bolts pierced nothing but clouds. "Powerbolt barrage, as focused as you can make it."Ī musical hum reverberated through the Weatherlight's structure, deepening until it erupted into a crescendo of green bolts that sprayed out toward the dragon. "Velena, why don't you show that monster some of Serra's grace?" Shanna scowled at the dragon, as if her own fury could knock it out of the sky. It spat crimson lances that shimmered with magical energy toward the Weatherlight, and only Raff's quick reaction at the wheel kept the skyship from being speared. Only its wings were whole, with fibrous red membranes that reminded Shanna too much of the Weatherlight's own disguised wings. She pointed to a creature that looked less like a dragon than an assembly of bones flying in close formation. "There it is, up ahead!" shouted Velena at the weapons podium. With luck, he'd make it, and with a lot of luck, they'd only need that luck for him. Ulaten and Anyxni, two of the newer cockpit crew, carried Botono away as the skyship levelled out. It had all been going so smoothly! "Whatever it is, we'll show it our claws."Īnother screech slammed against the Weatherlight's hull, and in it, Shanna could hear the dragon's fury that the skyship hadn't had the decency to go down without a fight. "Then get us some altitude." Shanna braced herself against a railing. But if it can knock us around like that by yelling, I don't want to see what its claws might do." "Bone dragon, I think!" Raff turned the wheel hard, and the Weatherlight swung into a heavy tilt. Outside, the setting sun painted the clouds like fire. The helmsman, Botono, was on the floor with a puddle of blood under his head, and Raff Capashen had taken the ship's wheel. "What have we got?" Shanna shouted as she ran into the cockpit. When the Phyrexian garbage failed, it was up to them-and everyone else-to succeed. She shared a surprised look with Tiana for an instant before they dashed out of her cabin. "I've had to put off repairs to the powerstone motivator, and I can see fatigue cracks in the moderator rods-"Ī screech like nothing Shanna had heard sliced through the air, chopping the rest of Tiana's words into ribbons, and the Weatherlight rumbled and lurched to one side. "The Coalition needs a ship that isn't wrecked!" Tiana's eyes flared with all the righteous fury of an angel pushed to the wall. The Coalition needs us, and this disguise lets us fly right over Sheoldred's territory." "Without all this Phyrexian garbage, we'd have been shot down five times already. All this Phyrexian garbage, it's corrosive. "The Weatherlight wasn't meant to take this kind of strain," Tiana said. "Things are hard on everyone right now, Tiana. When Shanna didn't respond, the artificer's angelic radiance flared. Everything just needs to hold together for a little while longer. At least here she didn't imagine the spirit of Captain Sisay judging her. At least here she couldn't see what she'd turned the great skyship into. Shanna Sisay pressed her hand against the wall of her cabin and felt the Weatherlight's soft warmth pulsing through its wooden hull.
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