Dorian gripped the edges of the saddle just as Andro and Elynth taught him. Not too tightly but then not too loosely. Just tight enough to feel the shift of his Bonded Brother's muscles beneath the saddle and the rush of his blood through his veins. They had decided the best way to take out the two Missile Teams was out of the sun. It would blind the men and render the missiles useless firing into the glare of the sun. Dorian felt his pulse increase just as Ryner gained several hundred feet of altitude and then tipped over and dove for the surface. He saw a flash to his left that could only be Elynth's unique flame tinged breath and then he had Ryner were within range.
Now brother! Dorian barked out.
