Reaching the camp

Mira flew at her top speed towards the black dragon camp, as along the way she was spotted and pursued by her attackers.

Mira and Max were hardly 30 kilometres away from the camp and at the speed they were travelling it was not more than a 2 minutes journey. 

On their tail were 3 tier5 dragons who knew they would become as good as toasted meat if they let Mira return to the camp, hence they chased her with all their might. 

Max wanted to peek back to get a better understanding of his situation, however, he could not move an inch, as the high velocity at which they were travelling created an incredible wind drag. 

Should he wriggle even a bit and increase the drag, his single non-injured wrist would become unable to hold onto Mira and fling him into the open sky. 

" Fucking hell " Max cursed as he felt a dragon's breath attack narrowly miss his hair as Mira performed a mid air barrel roll to dodge the attack.