"Knight-1, I’m counting eight incoming, heavily armed, coming in at you on your six," Owain’s voice crackled over the radio. "Three converging on Knight-2."
Arthur took a deep breath, unable to keep the small smile from appearing on his face. This was what he lived for — the excitement, the thrill, the challenge.
"All right, Knights. You know what to do. I’ll see you at the other end."