Carrying everyone's anxiety, the Narwhal shot upward. Charles's tentacles rapidly pushed aside any wreckage and corpses its airbag brushed against.
Gradually, they heard noises from above—faint at first, but growing louder and louder.
At the same time, Charles and the others looked up to see the underbellies of the aerospace Mother Ships, so densely packed they almost blotted out the entire sky.
That was the Foundation's sky fortress. Charles had seen Feierbahah ride one before. Hearing the continuous explosions above, it was clear that the Foundation's retrieval of the Darkness was being blocked by something.
The speeding Narwhal wove through a gap between two of the Mother Ships, charging straight into the fierce aerial battlefield above. Amid the bursts of fire, Charles saw what the Foundation was attacking.
