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Above Tom, Linna and Mika perched another hero of a feathered variety... sucked into the otherworldly fray. "Bart the Wonder Pigeon!!"™ scanned the battlefield below, steely eyes hunting for his prey. Alas, the coast appeared to be clear in this sector, and thus he swooped across the mechanized valley to search for more victims, leading the way with his Beak of Death.

Many a boomer had met their match this night within Bart's puffy plumes, and Bart was sure that many more would receive the "Scar of the Dropping" as the red moon slipped across the darkness overhead. A twitch and pop of a mechanized arm below caught Bart's attention from just above the tops of the towers around him. He swiveled his head to and fro, then pivoted for the attack. Down he soared, streaking near the speed of insanity... and beyond!! Then the throaty pigeon let loose his battle cry...

"ACK ACK ACK!!!!"

A confused boomer stepped out of the alleyway, looking up at the sky. "Huh?"

SPLAT!!!!

Yes, the boomer was caught unawares... his optic sensors now covered in a white, gooey, slimy coating. He howled in rage and took a step back... and tripped over the outstretched leg of the "Bart the Wonder Pigeon!!!" Down the boomer crashed, arms and legs flailing... then failing as the acidic mixture on his faceplate seeped into the braincase.

"Ah, another one bites the dust. These boomers are just so..." Just then, "Bart the Wonder Pigeon!!!" turned around into the onrushing lights of a barrelling APC. "... stupid... ACK!!!"

SPLATTTT!!!!

"What was that?" Sylia asked confused, grey and blue feathers flying all over the windshield of the APC.

"I have no idea," Cassidy wondered aloud. "Although... strangely... I feel this overwhelming sense of loss right now..."