The nonsensicality of using spirit energy, the appearance of the system, linking with life forms and even the battle with demons, all paled in comparison with flying. Aru felt his heart beat in excitement as he rose into the sky.
Mystical.
Magical.
Wondrous.
He couldn't find a word to properly describe his feelings. Nonetheless, it was the most magical experience he had since he came to the world.
With each flap of the wings, the Blizzardwing would propel itself forward like an arrow.
The chilling winds from their movement would brush against his body, forcing him to tighten his coat.
Despite the discomfort, Aru continued to gaze all around, absorbing the view and imprinting it into his mind.
Looking below, he saw a vast expanse of land covered in snow and pine forests. There, he could also see tiny dots moving in herds.