Streckna came closer...

Streckna came closer and closer, she will slice open the moon and make a long opening then pull that wing off the surface and then do a chondelle, floating up until she stalls and then turning and falling back into the opening she just created before it closes. A maneuver she had done hundreds if not thousands of times.

Centra was working the underside of the surface prying it open and then finding it closing again before she could do anything.

She became a little frustrated, then decided she would have to slowly wriggle her way out as she pried the underside apart.

Streckna pulled up and up and her momentum gave way to that moment when gravity starts to pull backwards and there is a slowing of everything. Streckna began to prepare for her turn.