Mareona enjoyed the scenery as the wind blew her blue hair. The feathers on the bird's back were soft which comforted her skin. But her hand felt the powerful flesh and muscles that protected its body.
During the flight, she saw many incredible beasts roaming in the sky and on the cliffs of the mountain.
"Aldred, can we reach the peak?"
"I think we can," Aldred replied in his Gargant Eagle form."
Bartrem and Mary heard that and felt like it was too easy.
"This is Mount Fargon. A mountain filled with myths and legends. How can it be that easy to reach the peak?" Mary sighed.
"Maybe Aldred is just too powerful."
The flight slowed. Aldred flapped his wing a couple of times, but his speed did not increase.
"Uhh… Guys. I don't think I can continue flying. I will get us to the highest cliff possible."
His flight stopped, but he could still glide to the nearest cliff. He smoothly landed with his claws and then sat down so the others could hop off.