She climbed into the Bayonet and picked up one of the two remaining canisters in the cargo hold. The smell of smoke and burned rubber still lingered in the air. The hull had a small breach in the side where the daylight shone through. She walked outside.
There she saw Mi returning to pick up the last canister. "We will need alot of duct tape to fix that." Megaera gestured to the Bayonet
She shifted the weight of the canister so she had a firmer grip and brought it to the other canisters that Mi arranged neatly next to the Sichel.
