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Post by Guinevere on Mar 21, 2009 0:24:56 GMT -5
www.youtube.com/watch?v=C1-RWo_phks::A plume of red smoke streaks from the water just as the Variola hits the surface, never again to cast its sinister shadow against the sky. But the one who commanded it did not go down with the ship. A small sleek one-man piloted airship, black with a red brim along its wings takes to the sky, trailing the Hijrah. Gwen is at the controls though she can barely see with her long tangled locks hanging wildly in her face. She thrusts the ship forward, her only thought being to bring the Hijrah and everyone in it to a watery grave. She'll ram its engines. That's it. Then she'll drag them all down to hell with her. She chuckles wickedly under her breath, but it grows to a rolling cackling laugh of malice and insanity as the Madame Guillotine starts to gain on the other aircraft. But it reels suddenly. The sorceress casts her hazel eyes out her windshield wildly to see an enormous pair of glowing red eyes. Typhon has resurfaced and clamped its icy hand onto her ship, as if to calm the fire. The sorceress goes down screaming as Typhon drags her ship into the water. Then everything goes black::
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