Louis' eyes widened in fear as the explosions detonated throughout the landship. The armoured vehicle was virtually impenetrable from the outside, but from within it was weak. Swiss had managed to punch a hole in their defences as usual circumstances would not allow a man to waltz up to their windows and rip them open before bombarding the interior with explosives.
Some kind of gas or liquid within the landship must have been highly combustible as a far larger explosion suddenly tore through the landship.
Louis' eyes seemed to flash in the light as he spread his arms and leapt backwards, his girth and spread arms allowing him to create a do
Large areas of Darmania's pale imitation of countryside were now in flames, set ablaze by the fiery debris of felled airships destroyed in the skies above. Much of Darmania was uninhabited, terrifying animals lived within the forests, small collections of semi-feral tribes outside its mighty gothic cities carved a life from the soil, left to die by the general population of the dark country. The forests were places only sorcerers dared to venture.
The darkness seemed to be all-encompassing, surrounding the streets in a veil behind which some of the cruelest people and creatures could hide. The skies above echoed with immense detonations, exp
The Captain took a staggered step backwards as the smoke began to clear and a regular visual was possible without the need of his advanced monogoggle.
"Cap'n...how's that possible!?" Skye asked, turning to him with wide eyes.
"I...have no idea!" Louis grabbed onto the nearest speaking tube and shouted into it, "Genevieve, Aurora, explain to me how in the name of God the largest ship of the Darmanian ship was able to redirect the Teleforce Cannon's beam!?"
Louis was staggered as he watched the undamaged Darmanian flagship.
"Captain I..." Gen's voice wavered a little.
"Similarly charged particles, Captain." Aurora's accent was obvious and
They were coming. Now was the time for action! The drums of war had sounded; Darmania had-just as planned-incurred the wrath of the British Empire. Intelligence from agents and infiltrators in London indicated that the claws of the lion were being unsheathed at this very moment. Preparations had to be made, not only to defend against the oncoming armada that Britain was preparing, hoping to deliver righteous justice upon their foes, but also preparations to obtain the Count and as many of his crew as could be kept alive.
"Is it satisfied for now?" The 'Darmanian' asked his own crew and the largest of the men nodded with a grin, clicking some
The Count watched the lieutenant go, smiling faintly before he turned back to Celeste, unsure if he would be getting a tongue lashing or support from the female pirate. She looked as gorgeous as always, her kohl-framed eyes drawing him in so exquisitely as always.
You look good Celeste. He told her feebly.
And you look like Hell itself Louis. Celeste responded, sitting on the wooden desk in front of the Count, placing her feet on the back of the seat next to him.
Which is different than the norm how? Louis asked with a mischievous glint in his eye. Celeste smiled and punched him in the arm, shaking her h
How is it that nothing at the exhibition appealed to you in the slightest? Count Louis de Theudubert asked, parrying another blow before stepping to the left and thrusting his rapier towards his opponent.
What can I say? The clash of sword against sword rang through the air as she knocked the blade away to her left. All I managed to see were a bunch of items which applied to large vehicles or made combat easier. Not worth my time and certainly not worth my money!
Louis guard had been thrown off by his opponents harsh returning slash and he now forced himself to hop to his right to avoid the th
Gentlemen, the moment you have been waiting for has arrived!
The voice came from a megaphone that was held in front of a large, burly mans mouth, mostly obscuring his face. The accent was strange to Louis, it was one that was, even in these open days, heard quite rarely this side of the Atlantic Ocean. Louis could not contain his smirk as the man began to speak. He was very fond of Americans, but they did often puff out their chests with each statement that they made, making themselves appear the bigger men in any situation.
This man was stood to the right of a large set of double doors which led into a room not made of th
Smoke was pouring into the central chamber, causing Louis to cough and splutter. The Telescopic Diagnostician whirred, attempting to get a lock on any object but unable to do so due to the thick black cloud. The Count crouched down and covered his lower face with a handkerchief, raising his new pistol as he attempted to gauge the situation. Something had gone horribly wrong, this much was clear, but had it been sabotage or was it merely the malfunction which the staff would later attempt to ensure they all believed.
Captain! Davenports voice was muffled, but loud enough that Louis was able to turn in his direction. We
The wood was smooth beneath his hand, crafted well and finished just as skilfully. Louis sat down and allowed several members of his crew to fill seven of the sixteen seats that this car could hold. Bjorn Hauptmann sat opposite the Count, with Charles Davenport at his side. Skye poked Louis leg as she sat beside him, just beating Genevieve to the spot who hastily sat on the bench opposite. Not surprisingly for Louis, he found that the aristocrats outside the cable car decided that they would leave the few remaining seats empty as the doors closed.
The Skansens Bergbana was a funicular railway, two cars which each could carry sixteen pa