Battle upon the Leviathan

By: Sai Nakka

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Wind streaming past.

Hair billowing back.

Strafing hawks whizzing by.

Cries of men in pain…

Fléchette bats shooting darts

At the sign of red...

Fire, dangerous

Even more, encased in

Hydrogen – highly flammable

Toxic breath, lightning bolts

Fired from the cannon of the gods.

Clankers and Beasties at war.

Fangs versus bullets.

Hydrogen sniffers in a crazed rampage

Electricity arcing off their dorsal side.

Crackling –

Sizzling –

Acid gouging metal.

Mechaniks sputtering,

Beasties gasping,

Bloodthirsty masters.

Air guns popping

Little effect,

Armor and hide, zero penetration.

Ballast down.

Retreat at both ends.

And so is the outcome of the battle.

The Battle upon the Leviathan.