After the overwhelming feeling of vertigo that nearly incapacitated me, I found that I'd returned to the battlefield, more accurately, my mind did. I quickly gauged the current situation. The beast was shrieking and squealing like it was suffering. Both Yuki and Steve were in the exact positions they were in a moment ago; it seems time barely moved an inch despite the intense battle that went on in that pitch-black environment.
"Kay, you're... you're okay," Yuki said, her voice dripping with relief as she hopped closer and scrambled up onto my red dragonette.
"Yeah, I made it back," I replied.
"Made it back? What does that mean?" She looked rightfully confused. So I tried to explain it in a way that made sense, making sure Steve could hear me as well.
