"The wings looked hopeless, but Sage knew that if the hydraulic hoses were intact, he just might be able to get one of the bugs airborne. In the air they had a chance, on the ground, one best be prepared to accept a certain gruesome death. He had seen it before, two miles up, a witness to the futile scramblings of the helplessly planet bound. Now he had a day, maybe two, to get back up above the coming melee. The odds were not good."
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