81: Brice
Brice
Shots hit the rear of the cab. Brice checked the screen. With the Proteus away from the road, without the light in their eyes, the pilots of the vehicles were closing in again.
A buggy shot forward. It had a long-barrelled weapon mounted in the middle, a figure standing behind it.
A flame shot out.
Brice swore, pulled on the yoke. The cab jerked. A blur passed to the right of him.
“Running out of time,” he said.
“Deva’s up.” Ryann sounded short of breath. “Coming back for you.”
“Stay high. They’ve got rockets. Let the winch out to maximum.”
Another flare from behind. Brice swerved. An explosion by the front right tyre engulfed the cab in flames. But only for a second. Brice drove through.
Piran swore loudly in his ear-piece, said something about Keelin needing to
