“Winter Swan,” Raven called from below, like somehow in a drunken state of power, or perhaps just extreme overconfidence. He called Winter as if he owned her like she had nowhere to turn to now than to their cause, and that any attempts to resist were futile. “I suggest you come down now. I have extracted and stored every data I need from the ship. You are utterly free of your responsibilities. Won’t you rest and just cease this already?”
The black-hulled ship was still floating in the air, resisting the mad scientist’s call and taunts. Swallow had a feeling that somehow, Dr. Raven still had no idea that he was the one controlling the ship and not Winter. The mechanism of a spacer ship was indeed a weird one, where either can become the ship itself and the other one t
