The Maglevs went through the gate without any major issues, while maintaining a regulatory twenty meters of distance between each other.
Apparently, getting any closer would inhibit their esoteric way of abusing magnetism to move around in the air, quickly raising the risks of either if not both of them failing on the spot.
And with the stable gate now up and kicking, there was nothing stopping all those blessed with the ability to see it to watch the performance that ensued.
The first of the three magnetic gunships was quick to rise high off the ground, several meters above the level it was in while within the hangar. As it raised, the pilots opened up the side shuts of their vessel, dropping artillery-grade smoke shells all over the messy battleground.
"Smoke is up, go!" Makary shouted, beckoning with his hand at the second Maglev in line.
