C125 Bionics

In a hazy state, Han Fei faintly heard the sounds of a skirmish nearby—it seemed to be Yu Niao. Barely opening his eyes, he was greeted by the sight of the blue sky and fluffy white clouds. It had been ages since he'd taken the time to gaze at the sky, watching the clouds drift by at varying speeds. Where did the sky end? That was a silly question he used to ponder as a child