Selena’s silver wings slice through the sky, the rush of wind against her body steady and powerful. Her rudder oscillates gently, adjusting her course, the rhythmic hum of her engines almost like a quiet chant.

"Easy now, Selena... just a little more..." She murmurs under her breath, her focus razor-sharp, her eyes locked on the target below.

With a soft mechanical hiss, the bomb-bay doors begin to open, the weight of the four five-hundred-pound high-explosive bombs inside her bomb-bay hold, ready to be released into the unknown.

But just as the moment arrives, a sudden jolt shakes her frame—something's not right.

Before she can react, a shadow crosses her path...