Alex's grip tightened around Aeliana's wrists, but even under Origin Collapse, she was becoming harder and harder to restrain.
Her mana kept building inside her body, swirling violently like a storm trapped in a glass bottle.
'If that mana keeps building up inside her,' Alex thought, jaw clenched, 'she'll explode.'
With a furious roar, Aeliana suddenly wrenched free and shot into the sky—and Alex was dragged along with her, still clinging on.
They pierced through the shattered roof and soared higher and higher. Wind howled past them, debris falling away as the base shrank below. Aeliana's wings beat chaotically, fueled by unstable power rather than conscious control.
Then, without warning, she folded her wings.
They plummeted.
They hit the ground like a meteor.
