The Self-Proclaimed Strongest God, Horus

Finally, the last pair was about to reach their destination. Thaiel couldn't sit still. Ever since they had boarded the aircraft, he had been pacing through every hallway, exploring every corner of the massive vehicle. Though they were alone, it was evident the ship had been designed to transport hundreds of soldiers. The metallic walls gleamed under the dim lighting, and the echoes of his footsteps resonated in the emptiness.

"It's almost like a flying castle," Thaiel remarked, marveling as he ran his hand along one of the walls.

"Thaiel, it's just a ship," said Ardyn from her seat, not fully understanding her companion's excitement.

"But it's huge! I don't understand how you can be so calm!" Thaiel retorted, leaning over a window to gaze at the landscape speeding by below them.