Having dropped that remark, Perry Reed felt an annoyance well up inside him as he stood and walked straight toward the cave entrance.
Because of this disturbance, Flossie Wright, who had been staring at the campfire, suddenly lifted her eyes and glanced over his figure.
At the same time, the obedient eagle perched on her shoulder stirred, and then spread its wings to take off, making a "flapping" sound as it flew toward Perry Reed.
Having shrugged off his windbreaker, Perry Reed was left in a white shirt paired with black casual pants—a clean and simple outfit that, nonetheless, exuded an air of prideful aloofness.
He walked slowly toward the entrance of the cave. Ahead was the faint light; behind him stood the golden eagle with its wings spread wide. In that moment, the scene was stern and sharp, yet also possessed an indescribable grandeur.
Flossie couldn't help but take a longer look.
