Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-1524575-20170111071838/@comment-5650583-20170306030701

High above the underground kerfuffle, Scythe barely had time to process his Ghost's warning before the air around his ship was filled with Void explosions. "Oh great, flak." he muttered as he weaved back and forth, trying to dodge the ground fire, or at least make the Cyclops on the ground move and possibly throw off their tracking. "Guys? It's getting a little crazy up here. How're things in the basement?"