Chapter 46: The Grand Elder’s Secret
The bony wings on Ian's back couldn't be described at all as something beautiful. It's even right to say that it looks hideous. Bony spurs protruded, uneven bumps, and miniature cracks on its edges.
In his long life, Grand Elder saw many wings from different races. For instance, a few vampires awakened wings made of blood, those four-winged dark feather demons, and even wings made of pure energy. However, those were the rare times that he saw something that looked ugly.
The Grand Elder took a deep breath. 'It looks more like dinosaur wings.'
Just like that, Ian tried to flap his wings, and slowly it began to follow his will, though it made him feel really awkward at first. He quickly hurled himself into the sky as he unstably flew in different directions like a tipsy driver. Thankfully, as it was literally a part of his body. Just like how one can naturally clench their fist, it feels like the same for Ian. In just a few minutes, he finally managed to get the hang of it, and he flew in the air like a seasoned driver this time.
'So this is what it's like to fly.' It was a novel feeling for Ian.
Who doesn't have the dream of flying? As a fan of animations and films, it was every man's dream to fucking fly with their own body!
The Grand Elder also took off and appeared behind Ian. Unlike Ian, the Grand Elder could fly without wings. His body is free from the restraints of gravity.
A hundred meters. Two hundred meters.
The Grand Elder followed Ian's pace. Ian had an expressionless face. 'Damn this is so slow... I need to upgrade this shit and make it look convetionally cooler.'