[Maybe if he got someone to board the ship and steer it away...No. They'd need every soldier left to even reach the pilot's cabin. And by then it would be too late.
The Imperial ship continues its dangerous descent, its crew prepared to die for the Empires. Brave souls, all of them. Ales has to admit that much. Using the rest of their lives to deliver a crushing blow to the city was a stupid, though noble move. This Hero wasn't one to throw his life away like that. Sure, using his own ship to push the other off-course would work, but he'd die in the process-
Wait.
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his spherical crystal. He can come back to life. He'll still have a chance to build the greatest flying machines Crystallis has ever seen. He'd do a good deed for the city and be remembered as a hero who made a difficult decision.
The crew won't survive, of course, but what did they expect, getting involved in a war? What was a ship of fighters compared to the fate of the world?
Ales turns the speed to a higher setting, jumps off his chair, and scampers to the door, bolting it shut. He needs his space to focus.]
July 29th || Aerial Attack
The Imperial ship continues its dangerous descent, its crew prepared to die for the Empires. Brave souls, all of them. Ales has to admit that much. Using the rest of their lives to deliver a crushing blow to the city was a stupid, though noble move. This Hero wasn't one to throw his life away like that. Sure, using his own ship to push the other off-course would work, but he'd die in the process-
Wait.
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his spherical crystal. He can come back to life. He'll still have a chance to build the greatest flying machines Crystallis has ever seen. He'd do a good deed for the city and be remembered as a hero who made a difficult decision.
The crew won't survive, of course, but what did they expect, getting involved in a war? What was a ship of fighters compared to the fate of the world?
Ales turns the speed to a higher setting, jumps off his chair, and scampers to the door, bolting it shut. He needs his space to focus.]