A flash of blinding light filled Orson's vision. Around him, streaks of energy flowed like a great river as he plummeted faster and faster.
The world below became hazy, as if reality itself was fading. At the same time, his body grew unnaturally heavy—even lifting a hand felt like trying to move a mountain.
"If I'm seeing this right… that's a planet down there?"
Orson's heart pounded in disbelief. A dark-blue planet was growing rapidly larger in his line of sight. Sparks burst from his War Supreme robe, trailing behind him like a fiery comet as he pierced the atmosphere.
Thanks to his phoenix bloodline, the descent didn't hurt him. But Usher wasn't nearly as lucky. The party HUD showed his HP plummeting fast.
Team Channel:
Orgod: "Got any defensive skills?"
Usher: "Flame Spirit's Blessing!"
Usher glared at him through gritted teeth. Suddenly, his boots flared with a radiant glow as a pair of flame-like wings, no larger than the span of a hand, flared to life.
