"Just call them back! Call them all back before we all lose our heads over this!"
As soon as the dragons incounter the enemy, the Captain on deck begins to scream. He was brujah and naturally, began to stomp around furiously, barking orders to his men. He knew the price of failure. Jaeleb would not lose any of his precious dragons.
Meanwhile, the swarm of black dragons engaged the enemy. One dragon was caught by the direct fire of a gunboat's small artillery. The shell was lucky, hitting the target in the head. As the dragon hovers, about to shoot a blast flame at the gunboats, its' skull explodes. Another four are taken down by the oncoming Raptors.
What was left of the force flew back towards the Titan. Another dragon is caught in friendly cross-fire. Machie gun bullets open up a gaping hole across its belly and attempting to land on the Titan to rest, it loses control. Raptor fire clips its wing and the dragon crashes into one of the Titan's front turrets.
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The explosion of the turret sent their dragon swarm up in smoke. Rudolph Berthold, the Warlock Order Air Force Commander felt a slight rumble in the dining area. He shrugs and takes another sip from his wine.
"Hmmph. That must have been what was left of the Revolution...."
((No rolls shown......I didn't have stats for the dragons to post soak rolls for them, so I just killed them. I'm pretty sure they would die.
The Titan is closing in on the Revolution......))
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