We both know she'll be dead in another second. Wesley is next to me with a knife. He slashes the bag's straps and accidentally spills some of her blood, as well. The enormous weight of the monster suddenly gone, I jerk her over the railing and we land in a heap of arms and legs in the co-passenger's blood. He doesn't get to fire on the school of young.
Lightning strikes the water next to our ship.
The force of the energy flattens everyone standing. It's a long time before anyone gets up. Wesley is the first. He helps me to my feet. It takes me a few minutes to get my bearings.