Tonton didn't descend in her full form as it might have scared the shit out of those normies. Elena had left Tonton to pick Olen up herself.
Elena brought Olen and Maureen back on Tonton.
This was the second time Olen was on Tonton's back.
The first time he was too shocked to really feel anything. But this time, it was different. He fully grasped the majesty of this mythical beast.
Tonton's back was big enough to fit half a dozen people with ease.
Her feathers were all blazing red. Actually the feathers of her wings and tail were literally on fire. But he couldn't feel any heat radiating from them. Each of her feathers felt soft to touch, very refined and densely packed. It was very comfortable but Olen somehow felt that these would create a very strong defense against physical attacks.
