Tornado_scramble_for_sky_chase

With a hiss of compressed air, three silver cylinders fell from Elias’s belly, their parachutes snapping open for a brief second before being sucked into the rotation. Sarah followed suit, her hands steadying as she saw her sensors sync with the ground station. The Escape "Pods are live! We’ve got the data!" Sarah yelled.

"Focus on your HUD," Elias replied, his voice a steady anchor. "We’re at the drop point. Deploying pods... now!" tornado_scramble_for_sky_chase

Sarah looked back at the horizon, where the storm was moving away. "I think I'm ready for next year's chase." Elias smiled. "Next year, you’re leading the formation." With a hiss of compressed air, three silver