Long before the impact, Katina's eyes were on the prize. Reckless. Aggressive. Getting way too close for any kind of safety, and the drake was as into it as the rider.

Ergo, it was the perfect target for Katina.

Holding on tightly, she waited right up until the moment of impact to throw herself out, down, and around Temeraire, flinging herself onto the briefly entangled drake, sword drawn and swinging in a wide circle at the rider. "Knock him off balance!"