Kothar continued tilting the ship, until it was about forty five degrees from horizontal, and the ship continued on its forward trajectory, heading for the depths below.
Down below, at the very bottom of the ship, within a launch bay that had been a battlefield for the past few hours, the slain Aemos within forming literal hills of corpses, five citizens of Eclat were still fighting.
"She's going down! Slate, with me! Vaya, grab Shale!" A bloodsoaked Tam yelled out, his voice hoarse, after the first hour of combat, the enemies had grown stronger and stronger, and it came to a point where Tam had called the others to regroup with him, the constant stream of Aemos wearing event he Advanced Rank fighters down.
Tam flew into the air, the talons of his Hawk Aura clutching Slate within, and Vaya did the same, clutching the other twin, the pair of them still slinging out Earth Element spells even as they retreated.
