"Master, look," Gumiho pointed towards the distant horizon, her eyes brightening.
The sun was slowly ascending, its first ray falling upon the zenith of the mountain where they sat.
Neither of them exchanged any words, simply savouring the beautiful scenery.
"Let's explore the mountains further," Maximilian suggested, rising to his feet.
"Unh," Gumiho nodded. She had only taken a few steps towards their chariot when Maximilian called, "No need for the chariot."
She turned, finding him standing on the sword, hovering about a metre above the ground.
Beside him was another empty sword, waiting for Gumiho.
"Master, will it be safe?" Gumiho asked, taking a nervous step back.
"Why fear when your master is here?"
She swallowed nervously as she moved towards the sword.
With slight hesitation, she climbed onto the sword. Her arms extended outward as she tried to maintain her balance.
