Sage gripped the steel, flexible rope in her leather, gloved hand as she scanned the thin clouds below her airship. She could hear the heavy thunking of steel boots along the elevated walkway above the loading bay, where she was currently standing. The officers yelling out orders that she had given and making sure they were carried out. The loading bay ramp was down and she was standing on the edge, easily staying balanced even with the wind wipping around her. Threatening to tear her off the edge and drag her through the never-ending clouds into the dried up ocean floor where even the vilest of criminals would never go.<br/><br/>"Captain! There is a small carrier ship ahead!" one of her men yelled from inside the laoding bay. Turning to look back at him, she gave him a thumbs up then motioned for him to round up her raiding party. He nodded and ran deeper into the ship, gathering a group of fifty men.<br/><br/>Sage took her Colt 1900 handgun out of its thigh holster and checked its ammo amount before shoving it back into the holster. Reaching into her skin tight, knee-high, steel boots, she pulled out a long, thick blade with a dragon scale handle. Putting the blade in between her teeth, she didnt wait for her crew before leaping off the edge of the loading bay ramp. The steel rope burning into her glove and the wind roaring into her ears as she sailed down through the clouds towards the small carrier below.<br/><br/>Landing with a light thud, she let go of the steel rope then lowered her body to the top of the airship. Feeling the ice cold surface sting against her warm, flat stomach. She wore a tight fitting half-shirt and a pair of skin-tight shorts, ending it all with her knee-high steel boots. Running her warm tongue along the flat side of her blade, she army-crawled her way over to the hatch. Opening it up silently, she dropped inside the ship and took her blade out from between her teeth. The long hallway was dark and quiet as she silently made her way down the hall towards the captain's quarters.<br/><br/>Sage quietly entered his quarters, creeping over to his bed. She lightly crawled onto it, barely moving the bed under her swift, smooth, and light movements. Crawling over the captain, she sat on his waist gently so that he wouldnt wake. Putting the sharp side of her blade to his neck, quickly drawing it across making a deep laceration and sending blood splattering onto the walls, pillows, bedsheets, and herself. Hearing the loud, heavy, thunks of her raiding team landing on the top of the ship, she smirked and got off the captain's bed. "Let the bloodshed begin and may the strongest stay alive," she said to herself as she walked, without a care, out of the captains quarters to see the ship's crew waking.