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A blinding light fills the porthole windows on both sides and the shockwave rolls through the Vertibird. If you misjudged the yield and you’re too close…
*bzkt* HANG ON BOYS, WE’RE RIDING THE LIGHTNING *czrk*
The bird bucks and dives but doesn’t fall out of the sky. On the turn back home, you get a glimpse of the massive mushroom cloud billowing up from Zion.
You can’t say you’re sad to see it go. Zion was once beautiful, but if you ever return, it’ll be too soon.
The only lingering question, one you’re not ready to seriously ask yourself; what was that voice? And did the nuclear blast kill it?
