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A few days later, outside the cursebinding spire, Wang Yu, Avia, and Sieg boarded the great eagle Angola as they prepared to depart for the elven capital of Liaheim. By the time they arrived, the Skyborne City should have reached one of its designated docking points.
Surrounding the giant eagle was a circle of familiar faces: friends gathered to bid them farewell.
"This is a fine blade," Garcia said, tossing Wang Yu's starsteel blade to him with a grin. "It might lack magical abilities, but its durability is definitely at—or even beyond—the level of a legendary weapon. For us knights, that's all we need. I'm looking forward to next time. Perhaps you'll surpass me by then."
Wang Yu had lent Garcia his blade for the last few days, and the latter had clearly enjoyed the experience.
"Probably not that soon," Wang Yu replied, catching the blade as he summoned the power of the Chariot to split it up into its constituent pieces as he stored it. "But I'll do my best!"
"Go get 'em, Avia!"
"Take care out there! Safe travels!"
"Goodbye, Mother. Goodbye, Aunt Lilya. We'll come back as soon as we can. And if all goes well, we should be able to keep in touch from afar soon enough."
Avia smiled and waved at Lilya and Mira, her voice calm and sure.
With that, Angola beat its mighty wings and soared skyward. It was bound for...
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