Drax took off with a jump, and Crasher almost fell off, but Chance managed to grab her jacket just in time. She blew him a kiss, and then she concentrated on the flight itself.
It was wonderfull...soaring up here in the wonderfull fresh air. For a moment she envied Ameristar who could take off anytime she wanted to, abruptly she pushed those thoughts away...how could she? Her best friend and love lay in a hospital with a peice of her brain missing...and here she was feeling envy. Anger rose in her chest. Whoever that guy had been that had done this to her would pay in blood.
Below them a man ran at incredible speeds...following them...camoflagued to have the same colors as the jungle around him. He had witnessed the battle at the tower but thought it best to scout around a bit first, to gather information about who they were and who were the bad guys. It seemed this group where at least not the bad guys. Relámpago was determined to see that nothing would harm his native grounds...
