"Children, discomfort any?"
Lushan posed the question as we soared through the skies of hell at speeds that left a trail of clouds behind us. He was using his flight magic on us, manipulating wind at the perfect amounts to shoot past.
It required a degree of calculations I couldn't see as anything but wasteful. Using my shields was rather simpler since it was a single object, and it also allowed me to control many at once.
That said, Principal Lushan who could do it like an old backpacker could grill meat was pretty formidable in his own right.
"Leaving behind a lot of memories, huh?" Noa muttered.
I said we were flying, but it was more like the two of us were sitting still while the principal was dragging us around.
"We can always come back," I said.
"Yeah, sounds fun to me. I'd like to fight that tree again."
"Right? And I want to meet octopunk too."
