Bab 175: Dragon

The dragon was flying. Al along with it. No, rather, he was just being dragged into the damn sky, because he was stupid enough to not let go of the sword. 

He was so far up he couldn't see the old man the two from up here. Just clouds, and more clouds and the damn stinging wind! But, but he didn't let go. If he did let go, he was going to die. Even if he didn't, he was still going to die. 

However, Al hadn't yet given up. He wasn't just going to go down like that.

No!

So, Al grabbed the damn sword firm, coiled it like a screw and swayed with the wind.