Bluetooth was covered in light before his body returned to its normal size.
Then Don jumped on its back. "Follow us, Master," he said, glancing behind the Beggar.
Apollo nodded, and his body started to float. "Let's hurry up."
"Let's go, Bluetooth!" Don patted the falcon, who shrieked toward the sky.
"Sh*t up, you fool! You are the reason why we are in this mess!" Bluetooth's shrieks turned into words when the Beggar heard them. Apollo couldn't help but let out a small smile as the falcon flew up, followed by him.
In no time, they reached the sky, the right altitude where they wouldn't meet any flying beasts. They passed by giant sand dunes and rocky mountains, with the light from the moon casting their small shadows on the ground.
As the sand dunes passed before his eyes, Apollo couldn't help but glance at his disciple.
