"I knew it would come to this."
Seeing the flying apparatus tumbling out of the sky, Theodore couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, followed by a soft complaint. "Master Helram really shouldn't have indulged her like this..."
Lynn focused on the sky, where the massive flying apparatus swayed midair, falling in the direction of the plaza.
However, the faces of the people gathered in the plaza showed no sign of panic. Lynn therefore abandoned any intention of intervening, reasoning there must be designated individuals to take care of the chaos.
Sure enough, just as the flying apparatus was about to crash to the ground, several wizards in the plaza took action, concurrently casting the Slow Fall Technique to smoothly land the apparatus in the center of the plaza, although its battered wings had long since fallen apart and the camel leather that covered them had been blown to who knows where.
"It really can only fly a tiny bit..."
