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Burning Skies Saloon

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Plasmarobo:
Plasma dashes out of the wreckage. He'd almost been out of the blast zone when the ground shattered. Still, they were mostly alive.

He glances at Surette.
Plasma
"YOU! So I did see you at the saloon! It's been a long time hasn't it? We have some unfinished business, you and I."

He glances at the broken city behind him.

Plasma
"I suppose it can wait. I'll come find you when this is over."

He sprints off with his men in tow, running towards the military docks.
The Point Wing is already in the process of launching when he reaches it. The Pointy End is pulling away from the docks, retrofitted with Artemis rocket launchers.
Plasma jumps, somewhat gracelessly, though the air. Tumbling onto the deck.

The Captain glances back at him.
Captain Verra
"It looks like we'll make a Captain of you yet Lieutenant."

The Three ships burst out of the dock, sending rockets screaming into the side of the Galleon. Shattering the engines and weapons of the Wyrm's.
The Hawacha's were down, for the moment.

Captain Verra to Military Frequency
"Get out of it Sunderland. Let the heavy guns take it down! We'll keep them disabled for as long as we can, but we need heavy fire on it!"

Gryphos:
--Armoury--

By the time Nidhogg and Tristan arrived with their squad, The Wyrm had already disembarked with most of his crew and were setting up charges. They took cover behind a wall and listened in. The Wyrm himself was standing outside the building with at least twenty men, yelling orders at others who were inside.

Wyrm
"Put charges all around the powder stash, I want the fireworks to be seen all the way from Aileron. And be quick, the Anvalan dogs are probably chasing the Wyvern now!"

Tristan whispered to Nidhogg.

Tristan
"You were right. He's gonna rig the powder stash and take out almost half the city. We need a plan of action."

Nidhogg
"How about, 'Run in guns a'blazing and kill all of them', we do have the element of surprise."

Tristan
"Look, I really don't think-"

Too late, Nidhogg was of dashing towards the enemy with both sword and pistol drawn. Tristan immediately followed along with their squad.

The attack was immediately a success. Nidhogg, mid run, shot one in the chest before stabbing one in the back. This was followed by Tristan, who kicked one of them in the chest, causing him to buckle over, before plunging his sword down through the targets neck. The Wyrm was caught off guard but was no less fast with his reactions, as he quickly pulled out a pistol and started unloading on the charging defenders, killing two, before throwing away the gun and plunging a knife in the gut of another.

The battle continued as more mercenaries flooded out from within the building. But numbers mattered not to Nidhogg, who suddenly went into a murder frenzy, using pistol and sword in flawless synergy. But heavy casualties were being suffered on both sides. And all the while the battle was punctuated by the sounds of flak shot hitting the Wyvern. Not before long the only three people left standing were Tristan, Nidhogg, and the Wyrm.

Wyrm
"Hey!"

He pointed at Nidhogg.

Wyrm
"Aren't you that prince I was hired to kill?"

Nidhogg
"Maybe."

Wyrm
"And his brother, Tristan."

Tristan gave a small nod.

Wyrm
"Well then, I'll enjoy killing both of you."

Tristan
"Don't count on it."

Tristan charged at the Wyrm with his sword raised, only to be shot in the head. The moment the shot was fired, time seemed to go slow for Nidhogg. He heard the sound of that shot reverberating in his head, along with the thud of Tristan's body hitting the floor. Words wouldn't even leave Nidhogg's mouth, no screams of rage, no murderous cries, just the paralysing shock.

Wyrm
"Yeah... That's what you get for bringing a sword to a gun fight. Your turn?"

If Nidhogg was previously in a murder frenzy, it was nothing compared to this. He charged at the Wyrm with such speed that he didn't even have time to raise his gun before he took a sword in the gut.

Wyrm
"...hey."

But then the Wyrm threw a massive uppercut on Nidhogg with his caestus-equipped hand, practically sending Nidhogg flying.

Wyrm
"That almost hurt."

Nidhogg got up again and charged the Wyrm. The resulting fight was like two savage dogs at eachother's throats. Nidhogg was swiping with his sword left and right, while the Wyrm was deflecting and sending punches with his iron gauntlet. All the while The Wyvern was engaged in a battle in the sky with the Duck Pharaoh. It fired a hwacha broadside that stripped the armour off of Sunderlands ship, until the combined attack of three ships disabled the hwachas, leaving the Wyvern vulnerable.

Captain Lockheart:
Lockheart radioed the White Whaler to harpoon the galleon. The spear flew through the air and the rope trailed behind it. The harpoon hit and the White Whaler went into full reverse and the galleon halted in its tracks.

Lockheart
"Yeshan Dragon ... FIRE!"

The galleon  fired all 3 if its facing heavy guns at the galleon, its back was severely crippled and deformed. Lockhearts galleon then spun round and the dragon figurehead let loose its wide jet of fire on the wyrms ship.
Lockheart then radioed yiski, plasmorabo and Sunderland.
Lockheart
" now who wants to finish him?, a rifle shot to that exposed fuel tank should finish him "

Lockheart then turned to spoon

Lockheart
"Yes it is, I must admit I've never met a flying spoon"
*chuckle*

Lockheart then looks back to the Yeshan Dragon as it breathed fire on the Wyvern

Plasmarobo:
Plasma chuckles over the radio.
Plasma
"I believe I will claim that honor."

He loads a charged round into the Mercury.
Takes careful aim, although there is little need, they are well within range, and fires.

The bullet takes it's time, meandering through the air as it seeks out the exposed fuel tank on the once mighty ship.
This is no burst round. It punches through the side of the tank, then ignites.

The fuel tank implodes, sucking itself in as the oxygen is consumed, and splitting apart, covering the lower deck of the galleon in dull red flame. Quickly threatening to consume the whole ship.

Captain Verra
"Sunderland, if you'd be so kind as to escort our flammable friend away from powder-filled areas, we'd be much obliged."

N-Sunderland:
Sunderland backed the Duck Pharaoh up, before engaging the burning, dying Galleon with moonshine.

"Ramming speed! Let's end this guy!"

The Wyvern was obliterated on impact.

"Sunderland here. Galleon's down, Yiski. I repeat, Galleon down."

Sunderland's relief didn't last long, however. He glanced below him and realized that Nidhogg and Tristan were still down there.

"Tristan, status report please. Tristan, do you copy?"

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