[i]Whirrr....[/i] [i][b]CLUNK[/b][/i]

"That's not good."

Amira and Rand immediately strapped themselves in as Adam jumped down the ladder to the engine room. "Switch power to backup engines," Rand ordered.

Amira flipped a few switches. "Got it." The entire airship shook and a plume of white smoke billowed out of the engine. 

"Steer us to the docks. We can still make it."

"Right." 

Rand switched on the channel to the engine room as Amira guided them through the sky. "How's it going, Adam?"

"We should make it," Adam shouted over the noise in the background. "But don't take your eyes off that altitude meter."

"Roger." Amira glanced at it as she brought them closer to the docks.

"We'll need some repairs, but we shouldn't drop," Adam continued.

"Keep us in the sky for now," Rand ordered. "We'll talk later."

--

They made it in relative safety to the docks, the engine still smoking. "Good news and bad news," Adam told them after speaking to a local mechanic. "I can get the parts we need, but they don't sell them here and we don't have the space on the scout ship. Who wants to see about getting a ride?"

Both of them looked at Amira. "Three to Galeton, then."

"And quickly," Rand added. "I don't want to get too far behind schedule."

Amira nodded and headed off to find someone to talk to.