It’s over. Everything is over.
Was I satisfied with my short life?
It would be nice if we could survive.
Hm?
There’s still something we can do… but there probably isn’t enough time.
“To-!” (Firo)
Firo grabs onto the top of the carriage, and starts flapping her wings. The wind begins to pick up.
The wind whistles loudly.
Could it be that Firo is going to fly?
I recall how she was trying to beat Gaelion. Did she practice to be an aerial mount?
I forgot the obvious fact that Firo is a bird.
If she pushes herself, she should be able to fly.
Oh? We seem to be gliding for a bit.