I stepped into the forest, or I rather say, I flew into it; my feet did not touch the ground as I flew through the forest. I am flying slowly but enjoying it immensely; I had never flown such smoothly in my life.
The forty-seven new flight formations seemed to be working much better than I had imagined; they made everything smooth, from control to flight.
If this had not been a dangerous forest, I would be shooting across its skies, testing the limits of those formations, but it would not be possible in the current circumstances.
This place was extremely dangerous; it had been less than a minute since I had entered the forest, but I could already feel the beguiling force coming at me, trying to sway my will gently.
It is said the methods of the forest are so smooth that one would get caught in it before one realizes how. It is imperative that one takes all the precautions there are to protect themselves.
