"H… H… Holy f*ck!"
"Where's the justice?!"
Daniel looked on with wide eyes as the purple kite passed the kites flying at roughly five meters virtually in the blink of an eye. It then continued to rise, passing his own black kite, and it looked as if it were going to rise into infinity and beyond.
"That's so awesome…"
The little ones looked on with astonishment from down below. They were asking their fathers to overtake the black kite, but they had been completely conquered by the large purple kite—so much so that they couldn't even muster up any thoughts of trying to outdo it.
"Waaah, Father, our kite has been overtaken. It's not the highest one, and that kite is prettier than ours, and bigger than ours, and flies higher than ours. Our kite isn't even good anymore." Yaya burst into tears as she looked at the purple phoenix kite. She'd been happy and beaming just a moment ago, but that seemed like a distant memory of the past.
