The Shadow was looking to take out as much of the DEM II and its threat to the city as he could, when suddenly his crippled craft was being literally snatched out of the sky. He hung on as the large green dragon banked. He was thankful for his time as a pilot, as he was certain he may have otherwise gone unconscious from the forces of the aerial maneuver.

"Point me to the turrets!" He shouted upward at her. He only had a missile or two left and some ammunition and he wanted to make certain it all went to use before he took any more drastic measures with the flightless gryo.