"Applegate, Katherine A - Animorphs - 17 - The Underground" - читать интересную книгу автора (Applegate Katherine A)I forgave Tobias for calling us idiots. When it comes to flying, he is
the expert. And it was a slightly tense situation. "Aaaaahhhhhhh!" the man screamed so suddenly I nearly lost my grip. He was staring right at me, his left eye maybe an inch from my right eye. He seemed like a normal-looking, middle-aged guy. Aside from the fact that he was screaming in terror. Cassie and Ax arrived. Both grabbed talon-holds. Marco was last and he went for all that was left, grabbing the back of the man's suit jacket. Six birds of prey clutched that man. He screamed. But he was falling slower. He was definitely falling slower. Still too fast to survive a concrete landing. But slower. 15 And he was moving forward. Foot by foot, he was moving toward the water's edge. Down we dropped. Forward we edged. I wanted to giggle. It was like some bizarre geometry problem. The sum of the squares of the angles . . . would we make it? The ground rushed up at us. Cars zipped by at sixty miles an hour below. Then a strip of grass. Way too close! We were no more than fifty feet up. Water's edge! We released. The man dropped. Freed of the weight, I went tumbling, wildly out of control, through the air. I flapped, I spun, I flapped some more, and by a miracle, I righted myself. Oh. That's what Tobias had meant by "snap-back." ZOOOOOM! I blew across the surface of the water, so low my breastbone surfed the tops of the swells. Wings full again, I caught enough headwind to soar up. I wheeled around and looked for the man. He was not on the surface of the water. I peered |
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