Mr. Roman shook hands again and returned to his friend and Tissa.
When Mr. Roman walked with his back to him, the grandfather was faintly visible from a distance.
His feet were bare and after seeing it.
The grandfather seemed to be flying without touching the ground!
Hihhhh (Mr. Roman held the back of his neck, shuddering at what had just happened)
He ran and told his other friends.
His friends and Tissa were even more goosebumps when they saw the grandfather suddenly disappear like a puff of white smoke flying.
HAH….
OH MY GOD…
THE GRANDPA IS FLYING!
Mr. Roman saw the smoke go who knows where.
Throughout their climb, they had never felt a mystical thing happening right before their eyes like this before.
The grandpa said something strange.
It seemed like he was the mountain guard here who came from another dimension.
"What are you talking about?"
Asked another curious friend.
