#355421 - The wind from the craft blew stronger as four giant blades churned faster in their housings, throwing air forward to slow the craft. The wind whipped Béla’s hair, stinging her cheeks as she faced away from the landing pad to protect her face and eyes from flying grit and gravel. She grabbed the wire mesh and held on tightly as she rebounded off the roof of the carrier.
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