Skylar smirked at the words of the Chaos pilot. “Most of it’s unintentional.” He stated. He and this new Valkyrie were much better matched than he and his Akula. The data-core transfer had been without flaw, and the neuro-link settled much farther in and so much more completely than previous. Here, man and machine were one. He shifted forms into the battloid as he soared right over your head. His gunpods already out and firing, tearing into the trailing enemy fighters, afterward shifting back into the fighter mode and screaming away before pitching up. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to deal with those incoming assault ships.” He said as he slid the throttle forward as far as it would go, lighting the afterburners with a roar. The mach cone formed around his craft and then folded back the second it appeared. There and gone in a snap.<br/><br/>By the time you would be able to react to his words, all you could see of his aircraft was the trail of white of kicked up surf from the plane’s jetwash. The plane was moving so quickly and just ten feet above the water that it created a wake behind it, followed by the white trail of surf, which had to be at least kilometer long or more. Then the aircraft pitched up toward the enemy fleet that was gathering just inside the atmosphere.<br/><br/>Skylar, as he flew over the water and then toward the fleet, tapped on a control panel in his cockpit, and music began to play through the speakers built into the cockpit. He grinned as it began and he approached the enemy fleet. He flipped open a control on his stick and his HUD lit up with locked targets on everything except the fighters before he pressed the red and yellow ‘pickle’ button. Outside the plane, the missiles mounted on triple-hardpoint pylons rippled off, along with every other externally mounted missile. Their motors lit and they flew, while Skylar jettisoned the pylons, allowing the internal missile bays to open. He held down the ‘pickle’ button and thirty-two missiles followed behind the previous thirty-four. The missiles streaked away from his aircraft which was already just under ten kilometers away from the enemy fleet as he broke off from his current flight path and made a beeline for the ships that he hadn't been able to target<br/><br/><br/>On board the command ship of the fleet, the bridge crew was scrambling around issuing orders as the missile launches were detected from the rapidly approaching fighter with a familiar insignia. “Shoot those missiles down! And kill that Valkyrie don’t let anything get close!”<br/><br/>He watched as the sky lit up with point-defense battery fire, trying to shoot him and the missiles down. SKylar began flying evasively as the missiles’ detection and evasion programs took over as they rapidly approached their targets. Only a few missiles were shot down, the rest impacted their targets, penetrated their armor, and their condensed plasma concussion warheads exploded. The smaller ships were ripped in half while the larger ones had massive holes blown out of them. About eleven larger ships survived, and maybe twenty of the smaller did as well. Of those, almost all of the larger ships were still launching fighters.<br/><br/>Skylar guided his craft straight into one of the hangars, shifted into battloid, and let loose with a torrent of cannonfire inside, and then released a pair of bomblettes before he darted back out of the ship, shifting back into the fighter as he flew. The ship exploded violently behind him as he was intercepted by three squadrons of enemy fighters, VF-25 Messiahs, and when he pulled his stick and throttle back, triggering his airbrakes, his Leopard’s wings slid forward and locked there as the engine nozzles angled upward.<br/><br/>To the enemy pilots’ dismay he pulled a similar maneuver that you’d witnessed him perform before. His nose climbed up and the plane hung in the air for a split second before it was on its back and then it slipped up right behind the enemy squadrons. For a split second, time froze and nothing moved, then the Leopard’s gunports flashed bright, even as he transformed into the guardian and deployed both of his gunpods. The enemy planes quickly began falling out of the sky, even as they attempted to evade the incoming fire until all three squadrons were just falling debris, and Skylar was soaring through the storm of fire and death that faced him.<br/><br/>Distantly, shells from the Starwolf Assault Carrier lanced out and quickly began to impact the enemy ships. Two of them were blown out of the sky with the first volley as the Starwolf carrier advanced from the city. Skylar had to dodge and weave around each bolt. The new fighter was just as nimble if not more so than the Akula, especially at higher speeds, and allowed Skylar to outrun and outfly enemy missiles and gunfire. At this point he was flying out of the deathtrap that was almost entirely focused on him. He knew that this fighter couldn’t take hits yet. It didn’t yet have the advanced armor and shielding that the Akulas had that allowed it to take numerous hits with weapons short of fusion warheads with only extremely minor damage. It took him two minutes to successfully navigate the maze of deadly laser and cannon fire, as well as the missiles that attempted to track his fast moving craft through that.<br/><br/>More often than not, The enemy planes that attempted to chase him got cut out of the air by their own ships and weapons. It was a massively chaotic mess. Then he was out of the mazes of hell and into the relatively clear sky. He slid the throttle forward, all the way to the limit. The afterburners roared to life and accelerated the Valkyrie forward rapidly as Skylar dove for the deck. The whole fight that he fought alone maybe took ten minutes, then he was back in the original furball, where the other Starwolves had joined the fight alongside the Chaos Valkyries. With a roll Skylar roared through a mess of incoming enemy squadrons, dispensing bomblettes that exploded in midair, creating shockwaves that pulverized the enemy Valkyries and sent more spinning out of control. Then his guns went live, and some valkyries just sparked before they promptly exploded, others immediately began burning and falling to pieces. He swept through the furball, dispatching enemy fighters along his flight path, which always seemed to lead to the perfect shot on one enemy or another. He had a rhythm now, more than before. Deadly didn’t describe it.<br/><br/>But despite his obvious skill, he flew into a burst of cannonfire from a Chaos fighter. The rounds blew out an engine and shook Skylar’s aircraft, Be immediately broke out of the furball and checked over his plane.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #00FF00">“Warning, left engine compromised. Left engine fire possible.”</span></span>Skylar immediately shut down the engine.<span style="color: #40BFFF">“This is Talon Zero One, I’m hit, be advised, returning to the Macross Elysion at this time.”</span>he relayed to his ship and Elysion as well as other allied forces as he turned for the Elysion. His ship was still in combat, and wouldn’t be able to land any aircraft during that time.