[He could probably take a flying leap at some point, if this proved to be a danger. Maybe reach the flier with his blades, if he had to.]
[But for now, he presses forward, fast as his acceleration can take him, wheels throwing up a spray of ground debris behind him. His whole frame was built for speed -- only Jazz had ever been able to keep pace with him.]
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[But for now, he presses forward, fast as his acceleration can take him, wheels throwing up a spray of ground debris behind him. His whole frame was built for speed -- only Jazz had ever been able to keep pace with him.]