[He runs. He runs, because the alarms are blaring and that means they don't have much time left. But he soon skids to a stop when he hears the sound of struggling and turns around to take stock of Catra's condition.
In the distance he also sees Sakyou, who's a terrible mess of bullets and blood, but he knows how guns work. There's no way Sakyou is surviving that, if he isn't already dead. As much as it angers him, they have to go.]
We don't have any more time. Hurry!
[He all but tosses Catra onto his shoulder—she'll have to find purchase herself, and he'll ignore any complaint she hisses his way—then readjusts his grip on the gatling gun with the parachutes secured and sprints for the airship. His legs are as strong as his arms; he can make it, even with all the added weight on his person.
There's no time, so he shouts for Claude as soon as he hits the ramp.]
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In the distance he also sees Sakyou, who's a terrible mess of bullets and blood, but he knows how guns work. There's no way Sakyou is surviving that, if he isn't already dead. As much as it angers him, they have to go.]
We don't have any more time. Hurry!
[He all but tosses Catra onto his shoulder—she'll have to find purchase herself, and he'll ignore any complaint she hisses his way—then readjusts his grip on the gatling gun with the parachutes secured and sprints for the airship. His legs are as strong as his arms; he can make it, even with all the added weight on his person.
There's no time, so he shouts for Claude as soon as he hits the ramp.]
Sakyou's not coming! Go!