The griffon cut through the sky like a bullet, flapping with its large wings the size of that of a commercial airplane. The speed at which this creature was moving was very close to that of the speed of sound.
On top of it, Acht sat down casually, admiring the beauty of the Mystic Soul City and its huge buildings. He could also see hundreds of planes landing on the horizon. It had barely been a few hours since the day started and the city had already received tens of thousands of visitors and even hundreds of thousands. This goes to show how prestigious this Convention is.
'Hmm, at this speed. The air resistance should've at least pushed me hard.' He thought as he looked at his hair. It was still in its usual messy state, not even flapping slightly because of the wind.
Then, his eyes landed on something that was close to where he sat. It was a small circular crystal with a glowing orb on top of it. The orb was shining with beautiful blue light.