**Elizabeth's POV**

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We flew higher and higher. After a while, we looked down and saw that the huge plane on the ground was as small as a sesame seed.

And, I began to feel the wind picking up. I made the golden feather slow down.

"Julian, I think we're approaching the threshold that triggers the gale." I said seriously.

"Yes," Julian gripped my arm tightly with both hands, "I feel a force tugging me downward."

"Okay, now we're slowly going up. Half a meter per second, what do you think?"

"No problem. I'm ready to go." Julian said.

I manipulated the golden feather to rise slowly.

"This golden feather...