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A collision was afoot, and it wasn't with a box-shaped metallic locomotive – which would have been a much better companion in the imminent crash in this case. The undead Incandescent Stager was likely to use the chance to wreck the great vessel with furious glee.
Pherdanta wouldn't allow it.
With palpable strain, she forced the ship to come to a less than smooth halt just in time, the passenger aboard with her jerking a little at the sudden stop!
The undead old man whizzed up past the end of the ship's bowsprit where Araeyn was seated peacefully, and soared further into the height, nearly the reaching the clouds!
Pherdanta urged the ship forward, intent on not giving the dreadful foe a chance to target them. The ship resumed its motion in the air with a vehement bellow, the bright glints at its end firing off a baleful scorch that beat against the cool winds!
Replicus looked up. As did Baddan and Allora.