With a swift and powerful swoosh, the eagle ascended hundreds of meters above the Earth's surface, slicing through the heavens at an astonishing pace. In mere seconds, it traversed a considerable distance.
The majestic bird's wings extended gracefully into the clouds, and its beak pointed resolutely forward as it carried two humans on its back, their journey through the skies taking them to uncharted heights.
As the colossal eagle soared through the sky, Old Man Raito sat atop the bird's neck, affectionately patting the magnificent creature several times his size. "He's a good boy," he remarked with a warm smile, his connection with the avian companion evident.
A few feet behind, Seth reclined on the bird's back, his arms forming a makeshift pillow for his head. He gazed skyward, seemingly lost in his own world, unfazed by Old Man Raito's words, lost in contemplation amid the vast expanse of the heavens.
