Karsha flew through the sky, making sure he stayed hidden within the clouds. He didn't want to startle anyone or reveal himself to the people below in the forest.
His wings were one of his most prized possessions, so he wouldn't show them to anyone until he mastered the techniques and could confidently use them.
He soared gracefully, the cool air brushing against his face. The clouds provided excellent cover, concealing him from prying eyes. As he flew, he thought about his next target.
The Calamity Mutants were challenging, but he felt ready for anything with his newfound power.
Glancing down, he spotted movement in the forest below. He slowed his pace, peering through the gaps in the clouds. It looked like a group of disciples, moving cautiously through the trees. Karsha couldn't afford to be seen. He veered away, maintaining his altitude and speed.
