Unsure whether the distance at which he was from the Soa crystal mine was enough or not, Jason could only attempt forcing his body to move once again.
Yet, in the end, Jason knew that he had overexerted himself and that his body had just decided to rest.
This was frustrating and took him a great deal of effort to even move a finger.
His sore and numb body that should have been wrapped up in Artemis's soft feathers was lying on the uneven, hard ground.
The cushion of Artemis' wings had disappeared as his eyes opened the moment a shadow fell on his eyes, shielding them from the bright rays of sunlight from dazzling him.
A sky blue plumage that seemed to have interwoven with numerous silver feathers came into his view, covering him and the young Elite who were both trying their best to get up from the ground.
