Novel & Cerita Danganronpa Ships

After a few minutes of walking the catwalks, his destination came into view. Attached to Docking Bay Alpha-Centauri-12 was a most peculiar ship. The three kilometer long vessel did not wield an armored prow, barely any superstructure to mention. If anything the bow looked more like an Alligator head. The main hull was relatively slender, blending with the larger bow head in the front, and the large engine bay in the back. The hull was flanked by two large flight-pods At the stern there were eight huge engines mounted around the main hull. Each engine had about a quarter of the total length of the ship. Overall the ship looked well armored. He tried, but Goradin could not find many lights ind

POV MADDISON The deep, vibrating roar of the cargo ship’s diesel engines shook the entire concrete foundation of the warehouse as the massive vessel began to pull away from the pier. The pouring rain slashed through the open loading dock doors, instantly soaking the bodies of Yuri Romanov's fallen men. "He's getting away!" I shouted over the thunder, pointing out at the dark silhouette of the ship cutting through the black waves of the bay. Richard was up on the lower deck, a pathetic, desperate shadow clutching our encryption keys to his chest.

“It is a geometric siphon! They are trying to create a vacuum of frequency!” ​Thorne and the pack were already on the ridges, their howls rising to meet the hum of the ships. They looked like tiny gray ants against the backdrop of the massive, black needles. The first volley of arrows flew, their silver heads glinting in the pale light, but as they reached the perimeter of the ships, they simply slowed down and tumbled into the abyss. The ships were warping the very air around them, creating a zone where momentum and force had no meaning.

We hear the roar of Thypon in the distance. ‘We must all go, now! ‘Towards the ships!’ Damon shouts. We shift into our wolves, and the little orcs and sprites are placed onto our backs. We race along the shoreline until we reach the docks where the ships are anchored. I look at Magnus as we see they have been destroyed. We shift back and cautiously approach. I notice a lot of movement in the water beyond the destroyed ships. ‘There’s something in the water,’ I say, pointing at the ripples.

"Well. That was a mess." Damien winced. "Not over yet." Lena moved. In the distance, there was a flash of lights. Black SUVs waiting for them. Lena's heart tightened. There was no escape. Then Noah said, "There's one." They looked at him. He nodded past the docks. A cargo ship loomed in the distance, preparing to leave port. Its engines roared, its hull looming like a giant over the black. Lena understood in an instant. Damien frowned. "You want to stow away on that monstrosity?"

Rhina abruptly interrupted. “At the harbor? Hmm, that’s strange, I thought it was abandoned!” Ishida replied. What she saw was a formidable fleet of warships anchored at the previously abandoned port. They were battleships— humongous floating fortresses with dozens of guns pointed towards the sky. Then, without any warning, the battleships’ anti-aircraft guns opened fire. They seemed to be aiming for the tiny red biplane in the sky. Pom-pom-pom-pom-pom!