The Tsi Luen Assassin

Uncontrollable shivers crept all over Dreygo’s body and his hands were cold as ice as the airplane descended fast and turned to position itself for a landing towards the wide airstrip of Tsi Luen Airport. Elaine noticed it as she glanced at Dreygo with a paled face from the moment the airplane abruptly ascended to the sky from the runway.

Dreygo did not care to eat meals offered by the stewardess and just sat still, almost motionless, impatiently waiting for the flight to end. His food from the previous meal lifted as the plane did its abrupt descend. He could taste the chicken sauce that flooded his tongue.

Elaine smiled at him and he wanted to give Dreygo some comfort as she saw him perspiring like a leaking faucet on Dreygo’s forehead. Dreygo never had driven before an airplane, only horses and wagons during his time on Earth. The medieval times were an uncomfortable place and era to live as Dreygo had recollected, comparing to the comfort that the modern time pro

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