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“It’s been too long. What if he’s dead? What if Ustreyburg is torturing him? What if Titania gets captured too?” DJ panicked pacing back and forth across the Outercraft floor.
“With your rambling, how do you expect me to land this plane so we can find out?”
“Sorry. Wait, what’s a plane?” Amihan bit her lip and focused on the controls. The Outercraft was old, extremely old. Turning on autopilot would be too risky, so she had to land it herself.
“Old word for Outercraft,” she responded hastily.
“Oh.”
“Brace yourself and get in that seat in the back. There’ll be a lock button above you. Press it and you’ll be secured,” Amihan ordered DJ, still completely watching the screen in front of her. DJ scrambled to the backseat.
“What for? Emergency landing?” DJ asked, concerned. H
