Tournament 1

The shuttle speed reached another level, shocking everyone inside. Fred looked at the afterimages outside the shuttle and swallowed the lumps in his throat before he found a seat and found something to hold.

'I hope I haven't asked him to drive us to our death.'

Huh!

Fred shook his head as he staggered out of the shuttle. He gave the pilot of the shuttle one last look and clicked his tongue. The speed of the shuttle was way too fast for them but he didn't complain since he brought it upon them. 

The pilot looked at the group coming after Fred and shock were written all over his face. Only a couple of people could handle the speed of the shuttle and those were old veterans that were conversant with shuttling.  And these four were young people still in college. Thus, he couldn't understand how some Maxis found it difficult to handle the speed while somebody refining stage could handle it as if it was nothing.