The eight PFDA units burst out from the edge of the deck trailing long flames, and immediately after, accompanied by a dragon's roar that echoed across the sky, a figure covered entirely in black scales descended from above.
After reaching a sufficient altitude, Wang Xiyi wrapped her body with her massive dragon wings, forming a spindle-like shape, and using the acceleration of gravity, dove rapidly towards Chimera 17.
Song Yarong hadn't had the chance to look at Sun Hang's metallic shuttle when a resounding explosion filled the air, and Sun Hang's shuttle had already launched out, rapidly catching up with the PFDA units that had fired a second earlier.
The buzzing of the sirens echoed in Song Yarong's ears; she shook her head vigorously, and the intense dizziness gradually faded away—fortunately, the technicians and soldiers nearby all wore helmets and earpieces, or else the sonic boom from the shuttle's launch alone would have deafened many.
