Givale flinched, in her haste she actually challenged the Hydra. There was no way for her to contest against that kind of power!
"Calm yourself Givale! It's Berserk, working purely on instinct. You beat it in intellect. When I say go, you are to launch yourself into the sky as fast as possible. Got it?!"
'I-I can do that!'
Akiol slid onto her back his body struggling to stay in shape, Stars placed himself onto Akiol's back. Para followed his actions, sitting behind him. His eyes never once left the Hydra, he simplified the situation for Givale. What mattered now was his timing.
He had no room for error, not in the slightest. Between the delay of the Hydra's attack, its rough travel time, the delay of his order and Givale's reaction time. He had to time it all perfectly. If he spoke too early, they would lose the advantage of Givale's quick launch. Giving time for the Hydra to adjust and fire at them. If he was too late. . . death would follow.
