“Well, my granddad said if you’ve got an axe, and you ain’t got nothing else, then every problem looks like a sugar tree.” Crewes engaged the thruster on his armor, rising slowly into the air. He circled the god-spider-dragon thing. “My brother’s got a whole tool kit. He’s got a spanner, and a screwdriver, and a hammer. Me? I just got that axe.”
