Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30160565-20180530020936/@comment-30700719-20180603013535

Meanwhile overhead, a sepia brown fighter plane roared into being, zig-zagging and weaving through the air. It kept doing this for a few seconds before calming down, caught at the comical angle of being upside-down. Gradually, the machine levelled its wings, yawing to the right.

"Hah! Can't hit this guy! Jeez, these guys are worse than the Order's soldiers. Well, they do have smaller bodies, so I guess it's nor-AH! Wait...still flying. No more shots." I stop relentlessly performing evasive maneuvers and look around the cockpit. "Huh. The Sabbath fortress's gone. I guess that last shot must have teleported me...Well, gets me out of their hair and vice versa. Now just where am I..."