Lindsay lifted her head from the console. Everything beyond the crack in her visor was a blur. Her head swam on her shoulders, and the metallic taste in her mouth spelled something she didn’t want to think about. Still, she endured.
Through the haze there were voices; voices that she knew but couldn’t put names to.
“There’s too many of them!”
“I can take a few. I just need a clear shot.”
“Everybody stay calm. Cooler heads will prevail.”
“What about Lindsay? Lindsay, are you there?”
The sound of her name was the anchor she needed. Red Fang shook her head and was back in the pilot’s seat of her familiar. She winced through the agony of crashing to earth.
“I’m here,” she said, wearily. “I… what happened?”
Every thought to pass through her head did with the consistency of concrete. How tempting it was to lay back on the panel and sleep again. Continue reading “Fang Force #24 – “All Hail: The Fang Empress Realized” (Part 6)”