The drone shuddered as Jonathan launched it into the brewing tempest. Gnawing winds buffeted the aircraft, threatening to hurl it into the rocky cliff face. Gritting his teeth, Jonathan wrestled with the controls. He had to steady the drone before disaster struck.
“C’mon, hold it together,” he urged under his breath. The drone spiraled drunkenly, tilting at a nauseating angle. Jonathan’s knuckles whitened as he clenched the remote tighter. One fatal crash could doom his future.