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.
