Punching softly through the puffy clouds, the Whisper Craft roared into life at full power. They knew this last leg would be tricky and had hoped to maintain their surprise as long as possible, in order to catch to inhabitants at Face Mountain city, unaware. Now in the open, they had to risk all in a high speed swoop, before the defenders could respond. They had reckoned without Stumpy though. Stumpy, a survivor of a previous sneak attack, had sworn that they would not catch his city sleeping a second time. He had roamed the skies daily, since war had started. Now, it seemed, his endless hours in high altitude patrols, had been rewarded. His stump itched, but it didn’t worry him this time. He smiled as he flicked the switch on his photon disruptor and prepared to dive…