Having found a suitably out of sight location Bight had seen fit make sure Crucible joined the battle. Surveying the battle from above his sharp eyes picked up the two embattled and out numbered crew members. It looked like they could use some help, tilting on wingtip he dove down towards them.

Inhaling even as he pulled up sharply and exhaled, a bright beam of searing light sweeping through the front ranks of the grunts, hopefully getting the attention of some of the bombardiers away from the two in the process, his massive form passing over head before banking around to make another pass.