The fierce cold wind at high altitude whistled past Andrew's ears.
Andrew took three breaths to accept the fact that he had fallen into the hands of a perverse witch who had killed her sister and husband.
Then he began to think: What to do next?
"I advise you not to get any bad ideas." Catherine's voice rang coldly, "You are still useful to me, I won't kill you for now, but I have plenty of ways to make you suffer until you beg me to kill you! So, don't get any ideas, don't make me repeat this a third time!"
"Oh, got it." Andrew tried moving and found his hands and feet temporarily immobile, but he could still speak, so he asked back, "Why did you suddenly change direction?"
If he wasn't mistaken, Catherine was originally flying quickly to the west, seemingly heading towards the Magic Guild's territory in the west to seek shelter from Gus and the three Earth Fire Scholars.
