John focused on getting the airship off the ground, and it was steadily doing that although his eyes flicked over to Merida and Marcus. "Right now, I'm focusing on us living. Anything else comes second, we have to be careful before these golems get to the ship, pull up the boarding plank!" The golems were just around the ship, akin to slow moving, seemingly invulnerable zombies not quite to it yet but they were steady in their movements, ignoring almost every blow to them. Their metal had a few dents or scratches after repeated attacks but nothing left an impeding wound.<br/><br/>The ship groaned as more and more steam was pumped out, trying to lift the ship up faster. They got off the ground and above the golems reach just before the first golem reached them and managed to get it's claws into the ship. John let out a sigh of relief as he looked over the people assembled on the ship. "Now that we are safe. Weapons aren't gonna work against the damn thing, so don't be firing off any! It'll draw them and whatever the hell else is out there. Right now, we have to find some salvageable materials."