"To offend death, after you narrowly return, you won't show respect for it. Instead, you'll... want to offend it more, like trying to find out where its limits truly lie."
After a brief pause, Dort gradually revealed the same expression as Gerri.
"Yeah, otherwise we wouldn't have become pilots, right."
Dort looked down at the iron plate beneath his feet, stomped it a few times forcefully, and his smile grew increasingly bizarre.
"This feeling of being ungrounded, truly unsettling and thrilling."
...
The stream of fire continued forward; it wasn't really flying. It was more like being thrust into the sky by burning force, just like a rocket.
Flame Holder pulled Peacekeeper upwards, continuously rising into the depths of the cloud layer. They could clearly see the blinding lightning flashing between rain clouds. It was then that Flame Holder ceased its propulsion, and the figures of Flame Holder and Peacekeeper slowed down, then separated at high altitude.
