He woke up screaming, but his voice was stolen from him by the rushing wind. The whiplash he had suffered as the dragon scooped him into the air had been severe enough to not only disorientate him but to temporarily cause him to lose consciousness. It took him a few seconds to register that memory, and what was happening around him. He could barely keep his eyes open as the dragon let his claws drift through the cloud layer, soaking Handy with water vapour.