Defense of Rome (3)

The oxygen in the air burned around them as their speed kept climbing. All their previous worries went out the window when Kastral dipped to the ground.

In the first few seconds, they became faster than the speed of sound, but their acceleration didn't stop there. With each passing moment, they got closer to their destination.

At first they couldn't feel much, since without air, there was no air resistance. But with each second, it got worse. After the first ten kilometers, the pressure increased so much that each air molecule hit her like a small needle.

Her body constantly suffered and healed. Stuck in this painful loop, they reached the thirty kilometer mark.

"Are the payloads secured?" asked Kastral, and Sera glanced towards his back.

There were about a dozen giant metal object fixed to Kastral's rump. They were precariously moving as they sped up, but it seemed they would stay in place.