Putrid Core (part one)

/Alpha: Pon: Damn... That bird is completely OP.

/Alpha: Nix: The hell you say! Don't badmouth Chupa.

/Alpha: Pon: Chupa? You named your mount?

/Alpha: Nix: Sure, makes them fly faster. Chupacabra seemed too pretentious, so I shortened it to Chupa.

/Alpha: Pon: Your naming sense is broken.

/Alpha: Nix: Right... I'm going to listen to someone who wears cowboy boots with shorts.

The two bone crows glided effortlessly within the airstream created by the wake of the raven. It was obvious that they were responding to its movements without any input from their riders. When Chupa banked into a dive a few moments later, the entire flight faded from view.

/Alpha: Donri: That's impressive as hell.

/Alpha: Nix: Starting our bombing run, Sem.

/Alpha: Semmi: Understood. We'll switch to Bravo channel and keep you updated through guild chat.

/Alpha: Pon: Be careful.

/Alpha: Semmi: I will. Take care.

/Alpha: Nix: That was very sweet, old man.

/Alpha: Donri: Very...