ng swords out before them. They scattered across the sky, some coming toward their ship, some toward the scorpion, while others headed for the more distant ships. The sound of cannon fire erupted across the sky as several of the more distant airships began to shoot at the angels and the Brotherhoods heart.
Something scraped against Spyders side, and he remembered Apollyons knife. Pulling it from its scabbard, Spyder swung it down. The blade split the claw and sliced through the railing so easily that, at first, Spyder thought hed missed. A thick black fluid pumped from the claws wrist as it and its tether fell away. The scorpion ship shuddered, perhaps in pain or perhaps in response to the angels slashing it with their burning blades.
Lulu was crouched with her back to the wall of the cabin, yelling "Shit, shit, shit…?," over and over. Shrike was at the far railing, slashing any angel that dared fly too low. Finally free of the claw, Primo had more control of the ship, but the angels overhead slashed at the steering lines. The deck swayed as the little man had less and less influence over the vessel. Spyder held onto the railing to keep from being thrown overboard. In the distance, a crystal skull was burning and a jeweled Garuda was sliced nearly in half before exploding.
The princes scorpion ship wasnt faring much better. One of its enormous claws was falling away, on fire. At least theyre shooting back, Spyder thought, as something streaked across the sky between the ship and the scorpion. Angels fled from the flying thing. The ones that didnt see it coming were sliced to pieces in its wake. Then the thing dived and was gone, only to emerge from under the far side of the deck, near Shrike. It flew right at and through the sacred heart, bef
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