A day later, the flying boat finally descended from the skies and landed in a remote forest far from the Ghost Wood Forest.
The massive vessel settled gently onto a clearing, causing nearby trees to sway from the pressure generated by its powerful formations.
Birds and magical beasts scattered in every direction, frightened by the arrival of such a grand artifact.
"Everyone, we're here," Ross said.
One after another, the passengers disembarked from the flying boat. More than two thousand people stepped onto solid ground and stretched their bodies after spending a day traveling through the skies.
Once everyone had safely gotten off, the enormous flying boat began to glow. Golden runes lit up across its surface before the vessel rapidly shrank. A moment later, it disappeared completely.
The children immediately noticed.
"What? Where's the flying thingy, Mom?" one of Ross's little children cried. "I want to ride it more! Waaa!"
"Me too!"
"Bring it back!"
