Moonlight spilled over the earth covered with a fungal mat, casting a dark white hue, with only one spot reflecting a bright silver light.
The pair of wings with silver feathers on Norris' back were half-folded as he half-burrowed into Jida, busy tinkering with something.
After a long while, he finally pulled out, wiped the sweat from his forehead, then adjusted his posture and tried to fully squeeze into Jida.
Feeling the space accommodate his wings entirely, Norris finally exhaled in relief: "Finally got in!"
Inside Jida, directly across from Norris, there was an open yellow-covered book placed in a groove.
Words appeared on the pages:
[Honestly, I feel there's no need for you to keep using this clumsy thing, and you're going to so much trouble to modify it.]
[Didn't you already test that the new wings can fly?]
[Dismantle that resonance cannon, isn't it much more flexible to fire while flying than using this thing?]
"But I can't sleep in the air."
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