BOS Capital Chapter wrote:Percy limped to the ship, wrapping his hand in the cloth of his wripped shirt. It stung like hell, but he was in shock. He stumbled into the hangar, where the men stood in a defensive formation. He limped into the ship, and sat down. "Fire.... get us to Pollis Massa"...
"As you wish, your highness." Fire sarcastically said as he sat down and punched in the coordinates.

