As the Horned Eagle Beast flapped its wings and soared into the sky, the knight girl, Catherine, suddenly felt an urge to cry. From their childhood days, when gazing up at the sky, most people would fantasize about flying freely through it. To escape the bounds of the ground and glide in the unbridled heavens—where the earth whirled below, the clouds cuddled close, and the brisk wind carried one to every corner of the world. Such dreams would linger deep within people's hearts. They might seem worn away by the mundane realities on the surface, but in the sleep of night, dreams would reach out from the depths of the soul, allowing one to sail on the breeze in their slumber. Catherine, the knight, a girl in love with speeding, could not resist such dreams, having countless times traversed through clouds in her dreams, her black hair whirled by fierce winds.