The girl goes flying up into the air and tears apart with a piercing scream. He laughs loudly to himself. His headphones crackle. The Confederate airships, hundreds of them, have been coming from the sea. They have already bombed many key military and industrial targets as well as a few other areas by the time the Alliance airships take flight to combat the midnight raid.
Ships begin to pair off and dogfights breakout all over the skies.
Outnumbered in the air, the Alliance forces still have plenty of operating ground forces and begin slowing down the attack with accurate artillery. But for hours the battle drags on, with thread after thread meeting its end in Sleepy Hollow. A man comes tumbling out of a burning house, carrying his dying daughter, with nowhere to go and new explosions going up all around him with each step toward the street. The sirens, the screams, the roar of the airships all begin to bleed into one. The man cries out in anguish and falls to his knees, begging for the mercy of a quick death as he daughter begins to puke blood.