The Sunspot lurched as something shot past it, slamming me against the engine room wall.

"Shit, we're being attacked! Get your wings on and get ready to bail out!" Honeydew, the first engineer, was already opening the emergency hatch. I didn't need her to tell me twice. Grabbing the wing pack in my telekinesis, I ran to the hatch. Honeydew was already dropping away below, her wings spread wide as her forehooves reached out to catch the falling form of another pony.

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