Now was the time to keep your head in the game. Now was the time to avoid explosions hurled from above. Now was the time to figure out a way to blow the hell out of an antique that was trying to kill them, an antique that only minutes ago had been happily orbiting the world, oblivious to the problems below it, until a terrified, skinny turbo hack mech ace hit the panic button on his oversized digital watch!

Sprite wanted very much to fire one oversized slug through Scotty’s frontal lobe. Maybe another through the temple for good measure.