"Airavata?"
Indra cocked his head, eyes wide in surprise, as he stared at the white figure.
Wasn't that his Airavata?
How could it run so fast?
Was it really necessary?!
Indra rubbed his eyes, then looked more carefully at the white figure.
No mistake!
It was Airavata!
Indra suddenly stood up from under the Bodhi Tree, his face setting with determination, he abruptly called out toward the white shape far out in the middle of the great lake.
"Airavata!!!"
Airavata! Airavata! Airavata!
The gods looked at each other bemusedly, all turning their gaze toward the surface of the water.
The echoes of 'Airavata' reverberated throughout the Miscellaneous Grove Garden, the authoritative voice of the Heavenly Emperor lingering long, reaching into the ears of the distanced Airavata.
At that moment, Airavata lowered its head, submerging in the water.
The huge ears, like banana leaves, moved, hugging the head tightly, trying to seal off its massive ears.
