Forsaken riders swooped from the zepplin toward the Alliance aviators. They wore goggles that were the color of a deep green, hoses hung from their masks that were the color black. The riders also wore bear coats whose hairs lifted in the wind. The riders mounted skeletal gryphons with dented armor across them. "For the Forsaken!" they screamed. Unlike the Alliance riders, the Forsaken used guns to shoot off their mount's backs. The zeppelin shot again toward the slowly falling vessel and the Alliance gunship was hit at it's stern. "Admiral! We have a wee bit of a problem!" screamed a dwarf deckhand. The gnome admiral looked down to the sound. A large hole encompassed the right side, where two of the cannons used to be. The admiral ignores the screaming crew and takes a spyglass to the enemy ship. "Mister Wrench! If you'd please!" From the admiral's cabin, below the wheel, a large robot took to the deck. It wizzed and turned, shaped as a large ball as it was. "Codename: Wrench. Online." The metal creation approached the damaged area and began to transform. After a few seconds the robot had become a set of cannons, each with four guns that would rotate for a constant rate of fire. The Alliance cannoneer teams manned the robot and began firing, fully trained in the weapon's use.
The Forsaken were near to engaging the Alliance riders when a hail of cannons shot past them. The Forsaken zeppelin retreated into the clouds with a trail of orange at it's back; the vessel had been hit. In response, the undead sent giant bats from behind the atmospheric barriers. These bats were the size of carriages and they were out for blood. The ships sought each other as the riders would engage each other in the skies above Icecrown.
"My lady!" screamed one of the crew members aboard the Forsaken zeppelin. A figure turns to the crew member from atop her bat. They sit on the edge and await turn to wreak havoc on the Alliance. "Causis said explicitly you weren't to engage Arinite alone should she haven taken the skies." The figure smirks from her large bat, "We made a promise that we'd safeguard the Grey Family. This is a promise we intend to keep, regardless of what he wants." Cheveyos descends into the winds.
Arinite flys along with the Alliance riders against the Forsaken on an Ebon Gryphon, "Stay close to me, and keep an eye out for those bats!"