Leon was high up in the sky, floating directly above the Supreme Court building where Isabella was currently having a complete emotional breakdown—though he was entirely unaware of her suffering below.
He had teleported himself in rapid succession to reach this altitude, each jump carrying him higher until he broke free of the city's skyline.
Now he hovered effortlessly by using his elemental control—primarily wind affinity to create lift, with subtle applications of fire for additional propulsion and light element for stability.
This is getting easier with practice. The mechanics are becoming intuitive.
Leon glanced back in the direction from which he'd originally come—toward Conan City, where this entire chaotic sequence of events had started with Bunbun's frantic message.
Then he deliberately turned to look the opposite way, toward unexplored horizons stretching endlessly before him.
