High in the sky,
an American passenger plane flew at incredible speed, cutting through layers of thick clouds.
Inside the cockpit, the two pilots looked calm.
The captain glanced at the watch on his wrist.
"It's already 3:00 PM... I didn't even realize it."
"Oh really? Then that means only two hours left before we land at Gimpo Airport in Seoul,"
the co-pilot replied.
"Hah... Hearing the name Gimpo Airport reminds me of something. A few months ago, that airport was attacked by a villain."
"Oh really? Does that mean the airport was badly damaged?"
"No. They said a lot of tornadoes suddenly appeared, but they didn't hit the airport itself. Only the outer area was affected."
"Huh? Why?"
"How should I know? Ask the villain who created those tornadoes."
Hearing that, the co-pilot burst into laughter.
"Sorry, sorry. I was just joking."
He stood up from his seat.
"I'm going to the restroom for a moment."
"Hmm, hurry up. I don't want to be alone here."
"Alright, alright~"
