"Okay," he grins, taking her words for car chases, she was the experienced one here after all, and starts trying to aim at the tires. "I can't give us wings but..." Now there's a slow mischievous grin forming. He didn't know the levitation spell but his magic discs could be helpful here. So he stops shooting for a moment to conjure up a row of blue discs in front of them, that floated and sloped up over the truck blocking their way like some video game race track.
If he could've made bonus coins or powerups on the track, he would have.
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