Kalisha exhaled all the tension away from her chest when Sita hugged her. For all the vampire's faults, Kalisha had seen her grow a little these past seven years, for she never would have hugged Kalisha so freely upon their first meeting, nor treated her with such adoration outside of sex (in a similar manner as she'd treated Alice.)
"I love you too," Kalisha said. "Now, let's get back on the ship and make sure Akari's alright."
Once they did, however, Kalisha could sense something different in the air; almost like a smell but not quite. More acrid, bitter...musky? It was hard to tell what was going on with how the storm tossed
The Leaky Bucket to and fro, and the sound of the mysterious neighs infused with the ship. Yet, Kalisha gave Chloe a lot of credit for being able to fly this thing on a calm day, as she had no idea what young Guthrie was going on about, talking to herself as she checked on oil, steam, and coolant gauges, and fought with the wheel, yet made it look like a delicate dance.
And then a horrifyingly loud "GAROOOOOUUUUU!"
that sounded a lot like Ronan rang out around the mountainside, and in response, dozens of Shadow Accord guards started firing their bows,
homemade grenade launchers, and rifles (once their ears stopped ringing) at blurry, dark shapes revealed for a moment through the rain...
That then also started
sprouting fire from their hands (as well as other elements) and hurling it out towards the castle as they charged, which werewolves would not normally be able to do. All Chloe could do now was try to get to the castle rooftop as quickly as possible, because landing anywhere else would be suicide without any guns to defend itself with. (If there had been any guns on it when she took over the pirate ship and crashed it, they hadn't survived.)