Chapter 18

"The Mecha Gods might be long gone, but their legacy was left behind in the form of gears and cogs. Only the most worthy may wear them, for to take the mechanism unto oneself brings one closer to the gods." - The Mighty Mecha Bible

Thump. The impact shuddered the floor under his feet. Already braced, Wulff kept his balance but couldn't help a shake of his head. "Let me fly." he insisted, losing patience at his relegation to the status of passenger in the cockpit of the Unicorn Bandit - a stupid name. Ursy had won the ship in a game of chance and refused to change it, surely in a ploy to vex them all. Then, to add insult to injury, the zeppelin vessel with its enclosed lower body sported a pale pink inflatable balloon for coasting planetary winds.

He was pretty sure it had an effect on his masculinity. It might also explain why he grunted and scratched himself more often than usual.