Andrew could already feel the chill. Although it was winter, this was the kind of cold that seeped into your bones... You know what I mean. At this point, he had no energy left to care about whether Christina was going to stir up any trouble.
If it weren't for that tiny glimmer of hope, he might have just turned tail and run.
They waited and waited—a wait that lasted about two hours—until Christina finally returned. Her giant leathery wings flapped in the air, sending gusts of wind everywhere. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she landed in front of Andrew and, using her mouth, gently laid down the guard tied up with ropes on her back.
The guard could barely stand. He collapsed onto the ground and vomited violently.
The people around were all stunned. Kevin rushed forward, quickly holding up the guard, a barely concealed smile on his face. He asked hurriedly, "What happened? What's going on?"
