Hah, I got here before Eval did!

In the Vortex Crawler, Kovu rose. Something was very, very wrong here ...
He drew his golden sword and brought it up in front of him defensively. It vibrated suddenly, and he turned slightly.
A sharp pain in the side of his neck made him wince slightly. He shook his head and put out a hand to support himself. Then with a sigh, he slid to the floor, unconscious.

Saturn grimaced, hot anger in her eyes, as the Moonblaze skittered quickly through the dogfight towards the Venomstrike. Her destination was the black-shadowed, glassed-in control rooms of the Jakka - it would take about ten minutes to reach it at full speed.
She could wait.
She would wait.

The Venomstrike shuddered violently from the impacr of a missile. Most of the fighters kept their balance easily, but Wild Angel was taken by surprise. She staggered, and then another tremor threw her off her feet and onto the floor. Sprawled on the cold, carved metal floor, she looked very vulnerable.
Beren clearly knew better, because he directed his next attack on Claw. A pulsing net of green and black energy settled over him, and contracted until he could not move from the place.
Fury and insane strength freed him; his flowing claws slashed the net to pieces. Once more free, he ducked to the side as a large chunk of stone dropped where he had been standing.
A welcome distraction came in the form of Wild Angel. Still on the floor, her fingers were splayed in a puddle of liquid flame. The other hand was outstretched and as the puddle shrank, a fireball formed on her fingertips. It shot towards Beren, but was intercepted by a smaller, second figure.
Selantrio had arrived.