[center][h2][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FAnGnevKxJE]Grab Your Dancing Shoes, Father Joan![/url][/h2][/center]

[i]Regrouping?[/i]

Retreat or no, more pirates were coming. She had no idea what kind of damage Lumen Team had done to them, nor did she particularly care. Up to fifteen more HFvs. And they were still working on cleaning up the left flank. They were still working on...

The chaplain [color=a0410d][i]growled.[/i][/color]

[color=a0410d]"Rising Star, the Bradley awaits you. Allow me to dance with the Blue Danube."[/color]

As she turned, Joan was unable to suppress a satisfied smile. Truthfully, she couldn't have put herself in a better position if she'd tried. Rising Star had led the Blue Danube and the Bradley far to the left of of her railguns, while the two now-deceased pirates had tried to pin Judah between [i]Jannah[/i] and their rockets. Her flanking maneuvers - right, then left, then down - had left her in much the same position as she'd started. When she turned, she saw Rising Star execute a maneuver that made Joan's eyes widen; G-Valk was only now beginning its next pass around the battlefield, firing on wounded Rooks...

...but the Blue Danube hadn't followed her. It was flying up to avoid her beam fire - and, unaware of the defeat of those who had come for Joan Heidenreich, had turned its back on Judah.

She grinned.

Said a prayer for the ace's soul under her breath.

And fired two 460mm rounds, directly at the explosive-packed ammo backpack of the blue Rook.