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Whoosh!
At this moment, Airavata charged past, the sound of its bells ringing continuously. The elephant was snow-white, and its body was draped in gold. The light of white and gold flickered and intertwined, like the flash of a sword thrust.
Indra sat astride the great elephant.
His large red cloak fluttered wildly behind him, like a sharp blade cutting through flesh, spraying out the intense, vivid blood.
"Faster!"
"Airavata!"
Indra held his head high with his body erect, looking into the distance, his right hand clenched into a fist which he immediately knocked against Airavata's neck as he spoke.
Trumpet!
Airavata let out an impassioned trumpet, and its speed suddenly increased, swishing so fast that even the bells ceased to ring, emitting only a buzzing sound.
In an instant, they passed through layers of void, heading towards the Heavenly Realm.
And behind him.
Sarameya advanced with all four paws, persistently chasing.
"Oh, white elephant!"
