She hurriedly glanced into the distance, and as it turned out, Lette had already flown off while she was busy with her dazzling maneuvers.
"Damn it, sneaking away like that."
Emily flapped her wings, transforming into a shooting star that chased after Lette's languid figure, catching up with him in the blink of an eye.
"How can you be so shameless? Sneaking away, is that your idea of skill?"
"You're the crazy one, not me. Why would I stand there for half an hour watching you perform circus tricks?
And you, are you trying to race me in speed or something?"
Emily fluttered her wings. "Of course! The legendary speed of wind and thunder! Watch me leave you far behind!"
"Did you not sleep all night, or is your brain still asleep even though you're awake?"
Lette pointed to the Holy Crow beneath him, "In this world, is there any speed faster than light?"
