Chapter 103: The Tomb of Insects (2)
Elwin confidently gripped the horns with her gloved hands. The massive beetle let out a bizarre wail. As Elwin pressed down hard with her foot, a sharp vibration shot up through my spine.
Vroooom!
Sparks erupted.
Crackle! Crackle-crackle!
The massive beetle surged forward while the violent acceleration threw my skull back. The pitch-black seat enveloped me smoothly as if it were precisely tailored to my skeleton.
Vroooooooom!
The beetle was fast—too fast. It was at least five times faster than a galloping horse. Yet, the acceleration hadn't even peaked.
Whooosh!
The scenery blurred rapidly. The surroundings flowed faster and faster, turning into a smear of color.
Elwin seemed completely absorbed. Her fingers deftly manipulated the beetle's horns. Her thin, gloved fingers occasionally trembled slightly in exhilaration, showing she was alive and fully immersed in the moment.
Ahead, I saw a sharp bend in the road. Just before entering the turn, Elwin pressed lightly with her left foot.