Barely had he gotten the crew in position, when the Nymph showed to up shatter his plans. The crew members were more inclined to listen to her, unfortunately. Granted, she was a field commander, as he seemed to have picked up, and it’s only natural to want to get into cover from the bombardment. Gunnos wasn’t about to blindly accept her orders though, not when lives were on the line.
He broke away from his cover with the others, ran towards the entrance, but stopped right before Kukcoo, looking up at her. Dammit, the one person shorter than me has rocket boots. “Crazy Nymph!” he yelled upward, letting the anger show in his face and voice. “Ye think the ship will fare better against these bombs?? This ain’t a military vessel, and the shields are still offline. It offers fleeting protection and crowds us t’gether like target practice. If the enemy does come down, a few grenades will be the end of us!”
Gunnos had barely finished his sentence when a shard of crystal as big as a man crashed into the hangar’s roof, piercing halfway through the metal ceiling before getting stuck there. “Hmm, an unexpected circumstance.” He mumbled softly to himself, before turning back to the Nymph. “Fine, I’ll follow ye, just cause I have no choice. But if the attackers show up before the cap does, I’m blamin’ you for what happens next.”