Blood on the Asphalt biker
The explosion blew out the reinforced glass, instantly depressurizing the cabin and filling it with freezing, toxic grey smog.
"We're hit!" Reyes screamed, the transport entering an uncontrolled, violent spin toward the continent-spanning factory below. "We're going down!"
"Brace for impact!" Dax bellowed, grabbing me by the tactical harness and pulling me flush against his armored chest, shielding me with his body as the ship plummeted toward the jagged black iron of the Citadel.
"Wolves!" Jax roared, gripping his gear-axe as the floor dropped out from beneath them. "Blood on the iron!"
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