Peral was leading the fledglings across the open seas. He occasionally lowered his altitude to dip the edge of his wings into the magical body of wetness. They flew by a few uninhabited islands that were thriving with palm trees and loving sapphire Cloud Butterflies. Unlike the city that was heavily congested with toxic zombies, the oceanic atmosphere was free from corrosion. It was teeming with waves of freshness.
"We're in the middle of the ocean." Feeling concerned about something, Kwaserah flew ahead from beside Gnihzur and went closer to Peral. "Why are we flying over the ocean?" She asked, "I thought you were taking us to a forest?"
Peral spared her a glance and said, "We are going to the Boorum Forest. This detour will get us there a lot faster plus we don't have to inhale the toxic air back there. You will thank me later that we take this route."
"What do you mean by that?" Kwaserah asked looking miffed.
