The controls of the ship bucked.

Talaanras heaved on them, even going so far as to use his tail as an anchor point to pull on the fighting yokes. He risked a glance over his shoulder after a loud bang-crash to see his captain gripping a long metal spur that had impaled him in his chair. Another control panel exploded in a burst of sparks, and another draak fell, his face a bubbling mess, trying to scream through his sealed mouth. The ship bucked again, and he heaved against the controls again. The ship screamed, metal straining, but she held. With a lurch, they were freed from the gravitational well. Talaanras looked back and saw only two other ships pull free. Two had perished.