Strap into the harness and the giant rubber-band like cables were pull nice and taut, like a giant invisible hand pulling back that slingshot.
Then suddenly it was released and shooting in the air like a bullet, straight up 220 feet into the sky! But the fox had wicked plans, ignoring his screaming mate, he increased the speed to 300. Arielle screamed hard and endlessly.
The fox was laughing with his half opened eyes on his mate. It was exciting for him, not because of the ride but because he already won the wager.
Of course, what goes up must come down, they were plummet back down into a straight 90-degree free fall!
They felt the recoil as they bounce up and down. Arielle's eyes rolled to the back of her head but no matter how much she wanted it, she didn't pass out.
<"Energìa —Hel—hel—Help!"> Arielle cried out to her only hope.
<"WEREWOLVES WERE NOT BORN TO FLYYY—!" > her so called hope replied.
