Something very large.
I spun as a closer sound drew my attention and the pilot emerged from behind a large trunk, spinning to level his pistol at me as soon as he spotted me.
I knelt and fired.
The crossbow bolt whipped through the air, striking the tree next to the pilot. I don’t know if it would have penetrated his suit, but it moved a lot faster than I’d expected and surprised him enough to throw off his aim. Then I dove away again, this time moving toward the growing sounds in the distance.
I shambled as fast as I could considering the hobbled state of my right leg. At the same time, I wrestled with the crossbow, c*****g it for another shot. Then another burst of gunfire tore through the leaves ahead of me, and I rolled forward, turning to return fire again. This time I took a mome
