It was a peaceful day within the territory of the Numou Falcons. This race of Godly Creatures ruled over a mountain range stretching for more than six hundred kilometers across that area, making it nearly impossible for anyone to cross it by air without eventually spotting one circling the skies.
Yet, far above those mountains, a vessel flew through the heavens completely unnoticed.
Its altitude was so extreme that only Godly Beast-level Numou Falcons normally reached that layer of the sky. Even then, the airplane crossed their territory at such tremendous speed that very few Falcons ever had the opportunity to notice its passing.
To be more precise, a handful of them actually did.
