When you’re lost in the Galactic West, ridin’ a horse named Jupiter in the asteroid belt, a laserproof sidekick is all you need to stay on the straight and narrow. Fair warning.
El aguila ain't here to make friends—it’s here to rule the sky and steal your lunch. One minute, it's soaring like a symbol of freedom, the next, it's snatching your al pastor taco straight outta your hand and swooping back for the cerveza.