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I thought this would be a clandestine engagement
He just put it on the big stage
“Pup One to Howler One Handshake: 2345209 We have Anteater I repeat, we have Anteater Sliders in pursuit Are bearing south at 5348, 11341, requesting LongMalice support I repeat…”
The track spits us out into a salt flat The knights push the bikes for all they’re worth Alexandar’s wolfpelt strea in and out of one another to confuse ene Seems unnecessary Didn’t we destroy the other bikes? I start weaving with thenacius banks in front of me, then swerves back without the top half of hisspeed
Snipers
I glance back The cave is barely a dot We must be five kilo whips past and a huge crater opens up just left of my bike’s nose I send my bike into frantic contortions, and soon it seee, but Alexandar has not let up He hunches griht and repeating his e to his master
Ah, of course
A swarravBikes flon the nearly vertical face of a sandstone butte to our left Another swar to cut us off before we can get free of the e, the acolytes of the Fear Knight ee from subterranean bunkers like hornets from a kicked nest
RADTATATATATATAT
The ground in front of us ruptures with railgun fire, not to kill us, but to drive us west back into the h it Debris rips into my burn at two hundred kilometers an hour A rock al for the open desert, the pursuing bikes still kilometers off Three hundred kilometers an hour The world is a blur, but the Mind’s Eye uorous as I bob and weave around boulders and debris
A vertical silver slash comes down from the sky
WAAAAAAAAAOOOO
A beaash of light across my vision The sand of the desert pulses deep red as it’s turned to glass in a twenty-kiloot your dog, Gri of Cassius and Darrow riding over the Martian highlands of the Institute crowing nearly the sa
We careen over the in to blister I pull theh the warped air, another squadron of Gorgons appears “Split ’em Cato, follow me”
Hadrian banks left with Drusilla I follow Alexandar right The Gorgons divide to follow us, not knohich has the Fear Knight More orbital strikes cood on a bike He leads a whole squadron of Gorgons into a particle beam They disappear like mist as we bank into a canyon, then spit out the other side I stick on his tail as we head to the open desert