Great day on the total today. A little over 4k today and passed the 40k mark on the novel.
He knew this was his last chance and if he fell, well it would be better if the fall killed him than letting the Misiq find him. He let the animal instinct surface as he had few times before and rowed frantically for open sky. The pain and blood loss was taking its toll. He thought the situation was hopeless when he felt a blessed sun heated air of a thermal rising from the ground below.
He risked a glance backward. The Misiq were launching a flock of iron tipped bringers of death at him, but they felt short. He was out of range. He might survive. And then he would deal with the feeling welling up at his first kill of an enemy.