[center][h2][color=#b3ccff]Esben Mathiassen[/color][/h2][/center]
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Luckily, Esben looked up in time to notice the ordnance dropping from the flagship, breaking off from his pursuit of the other skimmers just to make sure he and Éliane weren't caught by whatever it was, either on the way down—or, more presciently, on its way back up. The pair glided slowly along as it started to shoot back up, Siren and Leviathan caught in its claws, as he tried to figure out just what he was looking at. [color=#b3ccff]"What in Etro's name have they done this time..."[/color] he muttered, as Leviathan was crushed into a spray of æther and Siren into a faint spray of blood.

It was almost disappointing, for the half a second he entertained the thought. After what had happened out on the ocean, he'd wanted to be the one to finish the undead woman off.

But they had far more pressing things to deal with than such wants and wishes.

Something that large, with no clue of the actual armour or combat capabilities as of yet, only that it was enough to crush an eidolon and her copy after a drop from altitude [i]and[/i] had some sort of aerial capabilities of its own, was an obvious threat. Moreover, the remainder of the Valheimer forces were still active, including the flagship it had dropped from. Somehow, he doubted the ætherskimmer would be enough to combat it alone, even with the rest of the group working in concert. He could be wrong, of course, but he'd rather be safe than sorry.

[color=#b3ccff]"Éliane,"[/color] he started, turning back to the pink-haired gunner as Reisa started her address, [color=#b3ccff]"We need something bigger to hit her with, [i]ja?[/i] You would agree?"[/color]

[b]"Absolutely!"[/b] she readily agreed, nodding rapidly back. He turned back to his controls, glancing up at the flagship. [color=#b3ccff]"Two birds with one stone, then,"[/color] he mused to himself. [color=#b3ccff]"Aim for the windows, and then make sure to duck, this might be rough!"[/color]

He jerked the craft upwards, opening the throttle wide as it sped up towards the flagship that Reisa and her giant weapon had dropped from. He wasn't [i]entirely[/i] unfamiliar with the Valheimer airships, even before setting off on the journey that eventually led to him joining the Kirins and fighting them face-to-face. The layouts were fairly standard, which made finding the bridge a simple prospect.

While the pair of them couldn't hope to commandeer the vessel guns and all, they [i]could[/i] try to take control of its bridge. From there, they could, at the very least, turn the Valheimer flagship [i]itself[/i] into a missile.

He leveled out quickly, flying straight for the flagship's bridge. After a moment to make sure he [i]was[/i] properly level he let off the throttle and opened fire, aiming to shatter the wide windows he was aiming for, and heard Éliane's gun behind him doing the same. The next second he ducked low beneath the bit of windshield he had as the skimmer glided through the blasted windows and started to slide across the deck.

He leaped, rolled on landing, still slid into one wall as he came upright again. Not hard enough to give him much more than an annoying bruise, especially with the magic Eos had cast on them all as the fight started. He whipped his sword from its sheath, cutting down the first member of the bridge crew to come close to him in the same movement, diving forward to grab the woman's dropped pistol before coming up and opening fire on another one of the invaders that managed to recover from the shock quickly.

[color=#b3ccff]"Éliane, watch the door!"[/color] he called out to wherever she had [i]hopefully[/i] landed safely. Another flash bomb from her to keep any of rest of the crew stunned would be helpful, but knowing her she'd already have one ready to go if she had any to begin with.

Another crewman popped up at the sound of his voice, falling backwards with a strangled cry as Esben fired another round into his chest.