With the Hammer Of Dawn now defunct, the surviving skyships focused on the inactive guns. When the Hammer Of Dawn 2.0 started blasting it, they shrugged it off and kept at it. The First Light, Celestia's capital skyship that, along with Luna's capital Beacon Of Hope and the heavy frigates Hoofaestus' Pride and Endless Challenge, was kept aloft by massive turbines on the four corners, moved underneath the Hammer Of Dawn when the 2.0 stopped firing and was met with a helmetless Steel Dog jumping down onto it. After a very brief melee with no casualties and no serious injury, he was declared an ally. At his request it stayed there a little longer, even as the 2.0 fired again, narrowly missing the First Light.
The elevator peaked at the top of the Hammer Of Dawn and Spark Lens stepped out, breathing the fresh, cold air in as a diamond dog. He grimaced at the amount of smells he could now detect. Making a mental note to remove that capability somehow, he moved towards a small experimental VTOL craft, his own personal transport. The sound of screeching metal made him turn and his hidden skin went pale at Huski tore through the bottom of the elevator.
'SPARK LENS!!!' That was all Spark needed to go into a clumsy sprint. Huski dragged himself out of the elevator shaft and also went into a much more coordinated sprint. Spark made it to the VTOL and climbed into the cockpit. He fumbled with the controls for a moment.
'Oh no... oh no!' he panicked, remembering that it was designed for ponies. Huski tackled him out through the other door and the two of them traded blows as they rolled across the platform. They reached the edge and an explosive shot blew apart the VTOL, sending out a shockwave that pushed them over the edge. Huski latched onto the edge and, without thinking, caught Spark Lens by the foot. Spark screamed as he looked 'up' at the massive turbine beneath him. Huski looked between Spark and the turbine. The other dog noticed this and gave him a vicious look. 'Don't you dare!'
Huski let go. Spark Lens let out a horrid scream as he fell, which was quickly drowned out by the roar of the turbine, and disappeared in a splash of red when he reached it. Huski looked on for a moment, a satisfied smile on his face, and vaulted himself back up.
It would be reported several weeks later that a large amount of hairy fungus had spontaneously grown at the bottom of that one turbine. And it smelled like wet dog.
With the VTOL gone and the First Light pulling away, Huski considered his options. He chose 'do something incredibly stupid'. As usual. He backed up several meters, took a running approach to the edge and jumped. Then the 2.0 fired again right down the middle of the Hammer Of Dawn and it exploded, sending him flying much further than he anticipated. His life flashed before his eyes for a second time that day as he fell. 'My only regret...' he told himself. '... was that I never got to punch Prince Blueblood.' He closed his eyes and awaited his fate.