The Golden Leaf
I panted heavily, trying to recover from the blow.
“Come on. For Zak. For Rachel,’ I said to myself.
I slowly rose to my feet, and tiptoed over to the cockpit. Facing the back of Drago’s neck, I saw a dragon tattoo, with its sharp, demoniac teeth pointing upwards towards his hair and a blaze of fire coming out of it. Whilst Drago was scrambling for the controls and pressing the red blinking buttons desperately, I grabbed his head and slammed it against the dashboard. Drago bellowed in pain. Suddenly, the helicopter jolted. The rotor blades stopped spinning.
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