Dyon couldn't help but subconsciously float into the air to get a better look, but who would have known that he would be scolded within his own corner?
"Hey! Get down here!" A good willed individual yelled at Dyon from below. "Flying is prohibited in Celestial Deer Corner! If you go too high, the Demon Generals will spot and punish you!"
The good willed young man shivered at the thought of the Demon Generals. They really were far too cruel and powerful.
Hearing these words, Dyon chuckled. But, he obediently came back down in the end.
"Thanks!" Dyon grinned toward his 'savior' and flashed forward. In an instant, it was as though he was never there.
The young man couldn't help but rub his eyes and blink. A saint shouldn't have the power to do what Dyon just did. Was he seeing things? That must be it…
He muttered to himself as he walked away.
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