Kapitel 182: The blood legion. (3)

"Nyra! Close the window!" Lyra shouted over the deafening roar of the air, trying in vain to keep her hair under control.

"Why? It's more fun this way!" Nyra laughed while taking a sharp turn that made the tires squeal. She gripped the wheel like a professional racer; her movements were smooth and precise despite the reckless speed.

Erik, meanwhile, was clutching the edges of his seat for dear life. "Is this even legal?!" he yelled, his voice barely audible over the wind and engine noise.

Nyra glanced at him in the rearview mirror, her grin widening. "Probably not!" she shouted back.

Lyra groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. "You're going to get us arrested!"

"Relax, sis," Nyra said, waving her free hand dismissively. "By the time anyone even thinks about chasing us, we'll be halfway out of the city."