Another Necromancer

The winds howled through the vast sky, carrying the sharp bite of cold as the group soared above the land. Below them, mountains, valleys, and villages shrank to mere specks. The air was thin up here, and the sensation of flight stirred both excitement and unease in the travelers.

Kitty, the enormous tiger, stretched its six-meter-long body across the sky. Its wings, vast and powerful, beat steadily, sending gusts of wind through the clouds. The five passengers—Oliver, Violanda, Isolde, James, and Deniel—sat comfortably upon its broad back. Despite the tiger's massive size and the rushing wind, there was no feeling of crowding.

James couldn’t contain his excitement, his eyes wide as he gazed down at the landscape far below. “So this is what they mean by a flying pet!” he exclaimed, barely able to control his enthusiasm. His voice trembled slightly as the tiger surged upward, and he let out a startled yelp every time Kitty accelerated.