A Desperate Defense by Nichol | World Anvil

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Sun 23rd Oct 2022 02:48

A Desperate Defense

by Nichol Trafford

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Things... almost went really badly for the city today. I was taking a nap when I ended up stuck to my bed. I got out, got stuck to the floor. I was able to get up again, but every step to the airship was a struggle. As it turns out, that weight pulling me down was some sort of energy being thrown out by an attacking fleet.
 
This fleet was trying to attack the city, and it was being led by one of those whales that nearly wrecked us during the rescue mission. I guess we made more of an impact on those titans than I thought. The robot factory some of the officers were working in had some things ready to go, and they were able to take the fight to the whale while the rest of us tried to keep the fleet from burning down the rest of the city.
 
We almost didn't make it, and the library didn't make it at all thanks to the whale ship crashing. Even while I'm recording it, it's all hands on deck out there trying to keep what's left from burning down. I think even my subletter is helping out with the process. I - well, I'll be joining the rest of them to help with the recovery soon. I just have to record this first - debriefing, and stuff. This whole thing feels like an escalation. Now, the Captain's operation is important enough to get hunting whales after us. We all lived, but it has me a little worried. I have no clue how these compare to the Librarian. If he's gotten tougher than one of the whales...
 
*a long silence on the recording*
 
...I'd rather not think about that. We have to get help, and get stuff, because that's the only shot we have. That's the job. Nothing else to say.
 
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