Pan-continental Calendar, February 13th, 2:00 PM.
A flying vessel quietly descended into a forest approximately seven or eight kilometers from Emerald City.
"Ugh! Wei'er sister, Aina is never riding on a flying vessel you pilot ever again."
As Aina retched, she clumsily climbed out of the flying vessel, o(x﹏x)o. Wei'er sister's piloting skills were absolutely terrible; after seven or eight hours of flying, Aina felt her stomach acid churning.
"Chirp chirp chirp, squeak squeak squeak! (I'm definitely going to die!)"
Huihui flew out of the cabin and landed on Aina's shoulder, its little head reeling with dizziness.
"Sister has only learned to fly this thing for one day, managing it this well is already pretty good. It's Aina's expectations that are too high."
Wei'er, with a pretty face, opened the rear cabin door, dragging out the two Elf layabouts.
These two were in even worse shape, having utterly passed out.