The Truth
'Osho? What happened?' Gale asked with confusion as he glided to match Osho's running pace.
'Something very exciting.' Osho just replied with bright eyes.
He knew in the back of his mind that he had another lecture to attend, but he couldn't bring himself to care too much about that. He could always attend the same lecture later in the day anyway.
Bedrock let out slightly dissatisfied sounds at their rapid departure, seeming unhappy at the rapid change from relaxed to running.
Without much thought, Osho recalled Bedrock into his beast space.
'Gale, carry me.' He said and raised his hands. Gale flew just above Osho and allowed him to grab onto his talons.
As soon as he did with a firm grip, Gale suddenly lifted Osho despite his smaller frame, and with speed surpassing what should have been possible with the size difference, Gale shot forward with Osho holding onto him above the other students.
