The dragonfly dipped sharply as Aren guided it toward the rear side of the stadium.
From above, the structure looked a lot less like a building and more like a massive crater carved into the city. The amphitheatre was now full of fans cheering from all tiers of seating.
It was so loud that Aren could barely hear the flaps of his dragonfly's wings, even if they were right next to his face.
Miu had already started singing.
Aren circled once above the structure before steering the dragonfly toward the back side of the amphitheatre where the backstage corridors were built into the outer wall.
He landed lightly on the flat rooftop above the service area.
The dragonfly shrank the moment his boots touched the surface, its wings folding as it returned to its normal size before darting away into the night.
Aren barely noticed.
