The wind rushed past them.
Illyuken's dragon form was made to soar in the skies, and just keeping his wings out caused them to glide without any problems. With his wings spread out, there wasn't much wind that bothered them on his back, making it a pleasant ride indeed. It was stable and blurringly quick.
The sun's dying rays shone down on them, and Elysia's figure was shadowed by the sun.
Elysia, who looked at Alec's fading figure in the distance felt a pang of sadness, but she pushed it aside, filling up the hole that she had left in her with determination.
She wasn't the only one who was going to get stronger. One day, she wanted to be strong enough to stand side by side with Alec and know that she could take on anything with him.
She didn't want to be a burden.