The next morning, at dawn, the sun began to rise.
Suddenly, the doors of the Soul Comforting Temple flung wide open, and one luxurious rune Flying Car after another streamed out from behind the gates.
The majority of the carriage fleet, raising billows of dust along the spacious and straight royal road, sped off in all directions. However, four Flying Cars halted at the foot of the mountain, quietly waiting.
Half an hour after the fleet had left the Divine Temple, a carriage adorned with carvings of dragons and paintings of tigers and a cover of misty clouds—a rune Flying Car—finally rolled out slowly through the gates, pulled by two silver-white tigers each with a body length of eighteen feet and distinctive drooping eyes and white foreheads.
The two White Tigers, majestic and dignified, gave a mighty roar towards the heavens, their paws striking the ground as they walked on the wind, suddenly generating a whirlwind beneath them.
