[As the fog begins to clear on the water, three shapes appear, streaking in from the west. Fighter jets.
And they’re not coming from the direction of Antarctica.
The planes break formation as they approach, two taking up positions behind the Blackbird’s wings, almost like some kind of escort.
The third flies directly in front of the Blackbird, rocking its wings in a deliberate signal. You have been intercepted, follow me. The plane begins to turn, as if to lead the Blackbird away from the Savage Land and back to sea.
As it does so, it reveals "Genoshan Acolyte Air Force" emblazoned proudly on its side.]
Encounter
And they’re not coming from the direction of Antarctica.
The planes break formation as they approach, two taking up positions behind the Blackbird’s wings, almost like some kind of escort.
The third flies directly in front of the Blackbird, rocking its wings in a deliberate signal. You have been intercepted, follow me. The plane begins to turn, as if to lead the Blackbird away from the Savage Land and back to sea.
As it does so, it reveals "Genoshan Acolyte Air Force" emblazoned proudly on its side.]