Flying monsters were not the most common type, as they were generally quite weak. Sure, they had wings, but that only allowed them to avoid combat, not to win.
However, that did not mean that all flying monsters were weak. Many of them possessed formidable power.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
White energy burning like flames trembled at Adam's feet, coping with the cutting gusts of wind.
"Hah!" Adam smiled happily. "I think I'm getting the hang of it. I feel like I'm falling slower!"
However, instead of Silvana's joyful exclamation or praise, he heard something else.
"Adam! Turn around! It's the Toxic Vulture!" Silvana exclaimed.
Adam turned around with a joyful smile, greeting the massive bird. Well, he wasn't happy to encounter the Toxic Vulture, he just hadn't had time to switch gears to the new crisis yet.
Click.
The large beak opened wide as a bright green flash appeared deep in the monster's throat.
