Three days later, Hidden Cloud Village.
The day was clear, the clouds sparse, and the breeze gentle... perfect weather for going out.
Chirp, chirp... Two distinctive birdcalls echoed through the sky, their heads pointing due south and due east respectively.
The extra east-pointing bird came from Upper Yard... on that Shandians' homeland, there were birds that could point in all four cardinal directions.
Their existence was essential... after all, the other Sky Islands did not have land as vast as Messenger Island.
Without land and with only island clouds... there would be no magnetic field for a Log Pose to use. It would be impossible to search island by island using a pointer.
"These two are better off with their feet tied."
At the edge of the village, Chief Tim, who was leading many Shandians, made the suggestion... everyone knew just how clever and cunning these birds were.
If they accidentally flew away, there would be nowhere to cry about it.
"No need. They can't escape... everyone, thank you for taking care of me these past few days."
Reg adjusted the cloud basket on his back and bowed in thanks... over the past three days, the entire Hidden Cloud Village had mobilized for him alone.
A skateboard that would normally take three days to make had been completed in a single day with everyone's help.
The Burning Dial had also been fitted with a guard engraved with an image of the earth, becoming the "Burning Sword."
The villagers had even provided enough Flame Dials for him to lavishly practice with the Burning Sword... that azure flame nearly reached three meters. With a single slash, even reinforced Iron Body covered in island clouds was split in two.
That one strike was comparable to Reg using Tempest Kick dozens of times... based