"Phew, that scared me to death, but it was quite thrilling,"
Dorothy took out her beloved thermos from her bag and took a sip of ginseng and goji berry tea to calm her nerves.
On her shoulder, the little Juvenile Dragon that had just worn itself out with too much frolicking had once again fallen asleep with loud snores, and a cute bubble formed at its nose, expanding and contracting rhythmically.
The little creature had just been trying so hard to lose weight that it completed in less than five minutes the journey that normally took three to four hours by broom flight. That speed was truly terrifying.
That wild dash had reminded Dorothy of the thrill and excitement of riding a roller coaster in her previous life, her adrenaline surging so high that she, utterly unprepared at first, screamed in horror repeatedly. Luckily, a witch's adaptability is not negligible; after the initial panic, the homebody witch managed to adjust her breathing and calmed down.
