No one would understand the feeling of luxury and flex more than Haru.
During his time on Earth, he had loved owning sports cars and private jets customized entirely according to his own taste.
He recalled the time when one particular car manufacturer created a specific segment of models exclusively for Haru to purchase. He had assumed at first that it was to win his favor, to get on his good side for business reasons.
Turns out the CEO simply wanted his hand for his daughter.
'What a cheap bastard.' Leon cursed him again at the memory.
"Aren't we going way too fast?!"
Ethan was pressed against the window looking down at the forest passing beneath them.
The Voltstreak was flying above the tree line at around 140 kilometres per hour. To Leon it was not anything particularly fancy. But seeing something like this exist in a fantasy world was genuinely impressive.
