As Kent and Aunt Eila flew high in the sky atop the mystical bird, the world below shrank to a distant blur. The air was crisp, and the horizon stretched endlessly before them.
"Kent," Eila began, her voice steady yet gentle, "your mother sent me to fetch you. You won't be able to return to this place for a long time. So, do you have any unfinished work?" Eila asked while controlling the mystical beast.
Eila slowed the bird, its wings beating more leisurely as they glided through the sky. Kent thought for a moment, his mind racing through the memories of his friends and his master. He sighed, taking out his sky orb, a device that shimmered with a faint blue light.
"I need to contact my master first," Kent said, focusing on the orb. His fingers danced over its surface, and a soft chime indicated the call was connecting.
