"One of the airships took after my group right away, but the Princess's Own Flying Squadron are the best flyers in Equestria, and a stern chase is a long chase." A note of pride briefly touched the general's words. "They couldn't get a broadside on us, but they had chase guns crewed by some decent shots. They started taking us down one by one. I'm here now only because at least two of the 'Bolts deliberately—" Her eyes closed and her voice broke. "Even so, I took a couple of grazes and started bleeding out bit by bit. I don't remember anything else until I came to flat on a deck." The wine-dark eyes reopened and flicked toward the white-uniformed pony. "The rest of it is Dame Galea's story."