In front of Tristan, Devadas locked his wings and dove. His turn was next. One second. Lock wings open. Two seconds. GO! He pitched down into a dive just as he had in training thousands of times before. Just as he had on predators attacking the schools. He pulled the firebombs from his belt. These ships were made with wood, and he was under no illusions about what he was going to do. All that was swept aside as adrenaline, the thrill of speed, and survival instinct came together in razor focus on one thing. Hit the target without getting killed.
Month: June 2020
Pirates! (pt 1) Sail Ho!
“Sail ho! Sail ho!” The cry rolled over the ship as a churning wave unsettling every place it touched. Everyone stood up and began muttering, wondering what this meant. The attack in port had them on edge, so they were in no mood for anything unexpected.