When it came to destroying machines, she was more of an expert than he, not that he hadn’t been moderately pleased with himself for effectively smashing that mechanical spider to pieces. Smoke clouded the deck. Cedar did not know if it was drifting up from the city fifty feet below, or if the airship had been damaged, but its presence was useful since it provided camouflage. The rain had stopped, and the air smelled of wet wood and gunpowder. With the storm taking a break, he could clearly hear shouts and guns firing on the nearby airships. He could also hear cries of panic coming from below as more explosions sounded in the city. Cedar hoped the Mounties had more weapons like whatever had crunched into the ship a moment ago. “Navigation is this way,” he said over his shoulder, not certain how much of the ship Kali had explored before being caught. “Best hurry to it. Look.” She pointed through the smoke and toward a distant shape in the night sky off to the south side of the city.
