Grace's stomach lurched as she and Seraph plummeted through the clouds. The wind whipped her hair around her face, getting in her eyes and mouth. She tried spitting it out while also trying not to scream.
This was her second time flying now and it wasn't going much better than the first somehow. She really needed to start attending those flying lessons.
Well, if she made it out of this alive.
"WAAHOOO!" Seraph hollered, doing a completely unnecessary spiral while Grace's insides were doing somersaults.
They fell faster and faster. The ground zoomed closer by the second. Grace's heart hammered against her ribs so hard she worried it might actually break through.
"Uhm, Seraph?" she squeaked, clinging to the warrior angel's arm with both hands. "Shouldn't we, you know, SLOW DOWN?!"
Seraph just cackled. Actually cackled! Like this was the most entertaining thing she'd done all week.
"Relax, rookie! We've got PLENTY of time before we go splat!"
[Splat?! SPLAT? SPLAT?!]
