The night wind blew loudly on Ava's pale face, seeming to blow away all the thoughts in her mind.
The feeling of flying with a sword is different from the feeling of flying on the back of a dragon. The former is a bit like driving a fast car on the road, while the latter is more like the roller coaster that Ava played in the amusement park when she was a child.
Of course, this kind of speed is not exciting for Nascent Soul Stage monks, but the feeling of diving up and down makes Ava feel a little bit novel that she has never experienced before.
"Is it okay for us to fly around the periphery of the academy like this?" Ava asked, leaning against Long's body. "I remember Professor Sean warned Betty not to do this."
"It's true, but it's a one-time thing and I don't think it matters."
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