Daring Solarflare
Featuring Powerglide

Smoke trailed generously from the small red jet’s tail section, billowing in the wind and curving in the air as a dragon upon the clouds. Purple laser-fire blew holes through those self-same clouds, trying to reach the grey-white-black metallic eagle that was hiding within.

Panic filled her as she watched Powerglide fall; there was just so much ammunition being thrown her way! But she knew one thing for certain: either let her comrade die, or become Swiss cheese attempting to save him.

A long burst of laser-fire cut through her cover, slicing one black pinion. Flare spun in mid-air, keen audios picking up the sound of supersonic jet turbines coming her way. It was now or never.

“Maximum burn to boosters,” she ordered her internal computer.

Power thrummed through her whole being as her system complied. As a whole, she felt lighter – save for her boosters, which became heavier. With a wild scream, she tipped forward, bursting through the wispy haze, blue-white flames pouring from her boosters. Down between two Seekers she went, talons hooked forward, optics locked on her rapidly-descending target.

Faster, faster, slaggit …

Titanium talons crunched through red plating. Laser-fire slammed into her wings, white-hot pain lancing into her cortex.

And then they were tumbling into a long black hole. “Gotcha!” Skyfire cried out, zooming for safer lines.