Watching Beatrice soar into the sky, the Banshees below burst into exclamations:
"Wow, she really took off!"
"Awesome!"
"Will there be an aerial fountain?"
"The parachute actually worked properly?"
"No, I don't think that was necessarily a parachute..."
The Banshees looked thrilled by the spectacle, while Gaia and Zoe beside them were left with nothing but terror.
"Wait, how did Monica drive it into the sky?!"
"She shouldn't have been able to unlock the gears above that! Doesn't that require every passenger's approval?"
"Wait, do we still count as passengers?"
Zoe and Gaia exchanged a glance, their expressions gradually twisting.
"Could it be... Beatrice authorized her?!"
In the air, Beatrice clutched the parachute cords tightly, both exhilarated and terrified.
"Monica, are we going down like this?"
Above her head was a rectangular canopy that had just opened, swaying as it gradually glided downward.
Monica was beside her, using two hands to control the canopy cords while two more worked something behind her back.
"Pull the safety belt... yes, pull both sides together!"
Beatrice's safety belt was still securely fastened around her. Though the car was gone, the belt still bound her to the seat.
Imitating Monica, Beatrice fumbled around the shoulder straps for a while and pulled out... two rings?
"What are these?"
"Come on, follow me. Watch what I do!" Monica raised the ring in her left hand. "Pull this one!"
"This is...?" Beatrice pulled the ring along with her.
"The throttle."
"Huh?"
Beatrice froze for a moment. Then a violent force shoved her against the seat, and before her shock could fade, she shot away with a long string of screams.
The Banshees on the ground cried out in unison and emerged from their respective shelters, startling Zoe.
"See? I told you Monica would never equip a car