After I finished collecting the sand, I activated the cloaking formation over me and flew up in the air.
Even high in the air, I did not find anything other than sand which seemed to stretch forever. There was not a hint of greenery that could be seen in this wide desert; for a moment, I even doubted whether our sensors were wrong in picking up movements from the Grimms.
Boom!
I picked up a single direction and flew toward it fast, so fast that booming sound rang out as I did. I could have muted the sound if I wanted to, including the air currents, but I did not; it is very rare that I get to do something like that.
I moved at a very fast speed, a speed of the Grandmaster. Crossing miles by seconds and only seeing the swaths of desert and the dunes of sands that would be crushed and rebuilt by the wind flying in the forest.
