"Don't worry," I said as I pressed on another secret compartment on the cube. This instantly disengaged the walls and the ceiling from the cube. And immediately reduced our wind friction by a huge margin. Increasing our overall speed several folds as we flew forward like a flying bullet.
The sandstorm was coming at incredible speed, however, we weren't going to be caught in it anytime soon, and so our trip continued on forward.
The soldiers were all surprised at the speed that the hoverboard was expressing, however, they don't even realize or know that this hoverboard is extremely damaged and is far beyond help.
It had helped me cross galactic distances, and now, its current speed isn't even a fraction of its former glory. Not to mention I haven't had the time to fix many of my puppets and weapons.
Speaking of puppets, I have a promise to keep. And in the far distance, the mountains that we came from were visible.