After receiving Flareth's Blessing, our next destination was the Hall of the Cosmoria—the grand council chamber where the gods and goddesses gathered to discuss matters of cosmic importance called. Without giving me a chance to protest, Flareth hoisted me into his arms once again like a child. I squirmed and struggled, demanding to be let down, refusing to be carried like a toddler. But as usual, he ignored my pleas and held on tightly.
With a booming laugh, he blasted off into the skies, using his fiery legs like rocket boosters. The rush of wind and heat from his flight was disorienting, but I had to admit—this was probably the fastest way to get there. Cosmoria was unimaginably vast. Running or even flying with my own limited power would've taken hours, maybe longer.
Still, I couldn't help but feel annoyed. "Put me down, damn it! I can travel on my own!"
"You? Travel by foot? At your pace, we'd get there next week!" Flareth laughed again, the sound echoing like thunder.
