The powerful forward thrust pressed Avril back, and she instinctively hugged Raylo tighter.
The wind howled past her ears as the ground rapidly receded below.
The castle and lake of Amber Territory soon shrank until they looked like a tiny model.
Soon, the familiar silhouette of the Black Stone Mountain Range appeared on the horizon.
In the distance, the imposing silhouette of Black Stone Castle emerged against the afterglow of the setting sun.
"We're almost there."
Raylo's voice sounded beside Avril's ear.
Baofeng began to descend, gliding smoothly.
Avril suddenly noticed that a brand-new camp had been erected on an open plot of land a few hundred meters from Black Stone Town.
Dozens of enormous tents stood in the camp, each one easily a dozen meters high, looking like small, gray hills.
Countless craftsmen and soldiers bustled about below, using thick cables and stakes to secure and reinforce the giant tents.
"Those tents are huge!"
