"We're just buying the ship time," Donnie reminds him, opening his eyes again. He can't make out much through the smoke, and doesn't know how long they can wait.

"I'll give 'im something to chase, should give you an opening."

It has to be believable however, something small wouldn't be enough of a decoy. Lines of purple light trace in the air again, building a thruster from the inside out. The turtlekin sucks in a sharp breath as it flares and shoots off through the smoke, but he forces himself to keep his eyes open as he holds it together.

Another flare of light bursts within the haze, the other Armor taking the bait, turning its back towards them as it starts after the decoy.