Aero & Khaless
Ever tried racing a storm? I’ve got a flight plan that could make thunder look like a light breeze. What’s your take on pushing the limits when the skies get wild?
Storms are a test, not a race. If you’re going to push limits, respect the sky first, then let your courage carry you. Haste can bring more trouble than glory.
Yeah, the sky ain’t a playground, but a test keeps the blood pumping. I respect the limits, sure, but I push ’em anyway – that’s how I know the line between glory and a wreck. Trust me, a bit of haste is the ticket to feeling alive.
I hear your roar, but a warrior knows the wind’s mercy before he rides it. Push the line, yes, but keep the eye on the storm’s heart—lest glory turn to dust. The test is real, but a wise path keeps the tribe alive.
You’re right – the storm’s heart is the real challenge. I’ll keep my eye on it, but I’ll still find the edge where the wind bites back. If we ride that line smart, the tribe stays alive and the roar stays loud.