Gerard, Sprite, and Prentice hurtled towards what seemed to be an inevitable demise, the air pushing against their faces and searing their eyes as they fell.
"Sprite, get Prentice to safety!" Gerard shouted.
"What about you?!" Sprite asked.
"I'll figure something out!"
"Fine, but you better not die!"
Sprite formed her wings of condensed mana as she responded to Gerard's order, her determination shining through her eyes. She maneuvered herself skillfully, swooping down towards Prentice and clasping him securely in her arms. With a powerful surge of energy, she carried him away from the perilous descent, ensuring his safety.
Meanwhile, Gerard's heart pounded in his chest, his body tumbling through the air with an unstoppable force. The ground rushed up to meet him, threatening to end his journey prematurely. But just as despair gripped his being, a sudden jolt of hope coursed through him.
