DESTINY BALANCED ON BOATS

Mr. Roy and the other candidates were crouched on the ground with their hands covering their heads in a protective stance while the vehicle that looked like an eagle swooshed over them.

It came to a halt a few meters away from them. On a closer look, Mr. Roy realized that it was a haulster. It must have been created when eagles still scoured the blue skies to provide camouflage.

Mr. Roy held his breath as he waited for the entrance of the vehicle to open. The others might have been doing the same. Despite th