The strong wind kept hitting Evan, ruffling his long hair. His mouth kept muttering to pray that he wouldn't fall. The houses looked so tiny in his eyes that kept on blinking from the pain of the wind.
Someone kept holding him from behind. The skinny man in tight shiny clothes looked like he had a hard time keeping Evan in the air. His clothes consist of a combination of two colors, yellowish and white. That alone made his appearance seem odd. Coupled with a kind of flat pointed hat on his head. The hat's shape was like the muzzle of a paper airplane, not an excellent form to wear. Not to mention the large, triangular wings on his back.
His appearance is far from elegant compared to Evan's other partners, even if he's lined up with Loblob, whose appearance is absurd.
"Is it still far, Master!?" The man asked in a voice like he was straining during a bowel movement. "I can't take it anymore!"
