Sky Pirates

The tale of Bonnie the Red

As the fleet sailed under the banner of rebellion, an ominous rumble echoed from the distance, a harbinger of the approaching confrontation. Bonnie’s eyes narrowed, focusing on the encroaching line where sky met sea, where the silhouettes of imperial airships began to materialize like specters in the morning fog. From within the swirling chaos, a colossal silhouette emerged. An Empire fortress-ship, cloaked in storm clouds, its cannons bristling like thorns on a behemoth rose. It was the Leviathan.

Bonnie's eyes widened as she sized up the monstrous ship. "All hands brace for impact!" she cried out. The roar of her command barely cut through the thunder that now filled the sky. Airships crew scrambled to their stations, the Tempest rocked violently as an enemy shell found its mark, tearing through the aft deck with a fiery wrath.