The warning that he had been shouting to the others became a cry of pain as the carriage took a giant blow that smashed the forward end, slamming him against a structural rib. For all the weight of its steel armor, the searing wind tossed the algar like a dried leaf before a gust, flipping it end over end.Pressed against the rib by the motion, he instinctively laced both arms through a cutout and tried to lock his legs also as the interior contents, both men and equipment, began to be slung about. As the spine of the algar twisted, the rivets holding the benches popped loose and the heavy wood frames went airborne. As it spun by, one hit Whorlyr in the ribs, driving out another cry.The left side of the algar struck something -- maybe a tree -- and caved in, forming a rounded crease that opened seams in the shell. The holes allowed fire and smoke to spray in and the clouded air made his heart race as he began to choke. After most of another slow rotation that may have taken all of a second, the rear smacked the ground hard, gouging clods into the interior.
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