riding the wild winds

as we take off amidst blaring sirens and scrambling warriors . a silent sense in the mind knows its going to be a long haul .. gazing back at home fading past in our wake . soon at the fringes of battle one of us is taken down. the rest egg on . one more . now it gets tighter .. truth is that our battle hasnt even begun and already we are two short . as we ride these wild winds .. i know far far away a destiny awaits me . when all else has fallen away and i m down to my last bullets and last ounce of fuel . out will spring an enemy who will demand that i strike with my heart and not my mind and its training. and in that split second , will i be able to prove an ace , probably once for one last time...