The western monument discharged before the route captain cleared its thoroughfare, and locking bars crashed across the fleeing wagons.
Hajin hit the intersection beside Juna as one Ring opened, and StarGuard caught a crossbeam dropping toward the nearest horses. The beam split against his separate guard while the front wagon's driver dragged his reins toward the last service gap.
"Shit, shit, okay, everybody behind her!" he bellowed, jabbing his chin at Juna as she cleared the wagon's flank, "leave the furniture, it's not worth dying under!"
She flared one Wing and dropped beside the wheel jamming that gap, daggers already out.
"Away from the axle!" Her ears snapped flat as she shoved the driver behind her arm, "your neighbors are getting crushed over a dresser, so move!"
The driver stumbled into his wagon as a child's sleeve snagged on an abandoned chest.
Hajin kept StarGuard overhead and stretched his left hand down, his supported right arm pinned to his chest.
