The steam airship boomed across the sky, leaving a trail of black smoke behind.
Angor intended to enjoy the outside on the deck while thinking over his past life. But soon, the greasy smoke invaded the area, causing everyone who was out enjoying the fresh air to retreat inside.
Prome returned to his own room, while Angor followed them back and stayed in the main hall to chat with Dave. They could see through the glass around the hall, and one direction was already taken over by the terrible pollution.
Angor looked at the smoke outside and could still sense the sharp smell. Also, he was getting worried that the airship might scatter apart any moment, considering how the floor beneath his feet was trembling ominously.
Dave noticed his look and chuckled. "Don't worry, the airship has always been like this. I mean the big smoke and terrible mobility with the engine always running wild… but nothing serious will happen."