Lucius regained consciousness mid-air and blinked several times before his brain fully caught up with what was happening.
"Am I… in the sky?" he muttered aloud, his voice nearly lost to the wind screaming around him.
His stomach twisted from the sudden rush of air.
He blinked rapidly, trying to focus as his surroundings came into view.
There were clouds everywhere so it was definitely the sky.
The sunlight was painfully bright, scattering across the blue expanse like shards of glass.
He wasn't just in the sky.
He was way up, so high that the ground looked like a hazy watercolor painting below.
"…Oh, hell no," he breathed out, watching the world spin beneath him.
His body was descending, but not quickly enough to calm him.
Every part of him hurt.
His armor creaked, small cracks forming on the chestplate where that monster of a man had hit him.
'Damn,' he thought with a grimace, 'what did I even do to make that guy so mad?'
