All eyes were fixed on Ibn Firnas as he ran fast, pushing his body forcefully away from the hill towards the empty expanse. Voices of astonishment rose from the witnesses as they pointed their hands towards him as he moved his arms and flap his wings, flying in the air. Faris clapped his hands and wished he had his camera or mobile device to film Ibn Firnas as he spun and pushed forcefully, flapping his wings. People walked behind the human bird as it moved away from the place of its push. Faris was the first among them, his eyes fixed on Ibn Firnas's flying body, his gaze not leaving him for a second. Faris wished he was with Ibn Firnas, riding on his back to see the ground below. Meanwhile, Ziad's imagination stretched further, imagining that he, Zain, Faris and the worker Abdoun had wings, flying behind Ibn Firnas like a flock of birds behind their leader. Ibn Firnas remained flying, spreading his arms and moving them, while the people were in awe of his flight like doves.