After Fespanrei left, Angel continued driving the Gondola towards the distance.
The smoke in the air had started to thin out, allowing a view of the conditions below from the high altitude. However, the ground was nothing but dry Scorched Earth, devoid of any scenery, and staring at it for a long time could actually tire the eyes.
Yet, for Dangross, there was no such issue. It clung to the edge of the boat, the eye in its palm staring intently at the desolate land below. Even the boundless Scorched Earth seemed as beautiful as a first sight to it.
Angel, on the other hand, rested his cheek on his hand, quietly watching Dangross across from him.
Initially, Angel was lost in thought, but later his gaze involuntarily focused on Dangross's palm, feeling increasingly something was amiss as he observed.
"You look like you've gained some weight today?" Angel eventually couldn't resist asking.
