Rough patch of the road

"That really didn't go well…" I muttered while putting the rear-view mirror of the vehicle atop one of the displays. 

It caught the angry crowd chasing us from below quite well. 

And did I mention pretty much everyone here has long since achieved the level of supreme, otherwise they would hardly be able to make their way all the way to the bottom of the trap?

"It's not like we had much choice," Fay muttered absentmindedly, her attention fully focused on the hovercraft's control. 

The supremes chasing us could keep up with the maglev's speed, especially now that I had to take into account the broken parts of the machine and the chaotically moving spots of direct starlight.

That, and all the damage we incurred during their initial response to us flying directly overhead. 

It was a pity, but with the dampeners damaged, I could no longer allow us to perform as rapidly as before, which also limited both our speed and possible altitude.