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et’s get out of here,” Rio said once he had the door shut again.
“What now?” Kewyn asked, frantically. “We can’t exactly head back down to where we started. If we go back home, that monster might follow us!”
I flinched a little.
“If we go anywhere he might follow us,” Rio complained.
“Head south,” Levent muttered, barely audible over the engine’s roar.
“What did you say?” Kewyn shouted over her shoulder.
“He said to go south,” I shouted back, now periodically glancing worriedly over at the dragon-kin. He was looking even paler and less happy than usual.
“South? You’ve got to be kidding. That Theteau would just get some of his dragon friends to come up here and kill us.”
“No,” Levent said, slightly louder than before. He closed his eyes, and when he spoke again it was rough. “Theteau is banned from the kingdom of Estelhein, he will not dare to cross its sky.”
“What about us? Aren’t we going to get caught?” Rio yelled.
Levent’s eyes opened and he smirked slightly. “Not if you fly above the clouds and straight for the water.”
“The ocean, you mean? What are we going to do then? We only have about half an hour of fuel left. We can’t just circle around,” Kewyn said, frowning deeply at the cloudy sky out ahead.
“You could land in the water,” Rio suggested.
“And then what? Float around and hope the tides are kind?” The blonde tapped her fingers on the steering wheel.
“Zephilon,” Levent said, looking up at the window.
“Seriously?” I muttered, hoping no one would hear me over the din.
“What’s left in Zephilon for us?” Rio asked.
“There’s another Spire,” Kewyn shouted, though the question had been directed at Levent. “They might have Manavell’s fuel there. We can probably get there on the winds as long as we can keep afloat. I’ll need some of your fire for that, though.”
The blonde tore her eyes away from the clouds ahead to glance back at the kin. She stopped, and her eyebrows became worried. The look on her face made me