Chapter 25
Geoffrey rode high above Peach Palace.
It had been quite some time since he had ridden a hovercycle—certainly one of his most practical inventions—but it still felt natural.
To think that thousands used this device for good and evil!
It whirred like a hornet. Its rubber handle grips were warm.
He shifted his weight to balance the bike, and turned away from the palace. He was moving fast. Really fast.
Before he knew it, he was flying over the waterfalls next to the palace. The water, pink and purple, rushed over the edge in a light cascade, and even high up he could feel the sugary mist of the fruit juice.
He swung back toward the palace, toward the edge of the waterfalls where Azucara’s ship was parked. Several Fry Guards were running into the ship.
He still had time.
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