"Your friends are surrounded. Aren't you worried?"
The princess, riding on horseback, asked the man beside her, who flew trailing blazing light. The Golden Lightsaber in his hand shifted endlessly, forming all kinds of weapons she had never seen before and rapidly shooting down the incoming Horde airships.
The speed at which he cleared a path was terrifying. Often, all she saw was a flash of golden light before a ship turned into fragments, only beginning to explode as it fell, as though it had only then realized what had happened.
Hearing Princess She-Ra's question, Su Ming handed the giant Egg Beater in his hand to Strangle to take over for a while. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it with Cosmic Energy at his fingertips as he flew at high speed. "It's fine. Small units like ours are practically designed to get surrounded by the enemy."
Swift Wind followed Deathstroke's trajectory through the air, swooping up and down. Its mistress's sword occasionally blocked incoming beams as well. She-Ra seemed moved by such fearless words. She nodded firmly and looked earnestly into Deathstroke's crimson single eye. "You are all warriors rarely seen in this world. It is my honor to fight alongside you."
"Don't say that. It sounds unlucky. Isn't that the kind of thing people say when they're on a suicide mission and ready to die heroically? We're nowhere near that point yet."
Somewhat speechless, Deathstroke took back the Egg Beater from his pet and transformed it into a giant Chainsaw, using it to slice through the undersides of passing ships. Even as molten metal sprayed in all directions, he kept correcting the princess's inappropriate remarks.
She-Ra looked up toward the higher reaches of the sky. The Horde fleet filled the night, packed densely enough to blot out