Thankfully, the descent wasn't as chaotic as last time.
Using the rock walls on each side, Xenos kicked back and forth, slowing his fall in a steady rhythm until his boots met the ground with a solid thud.
Dust puffed up around him, glowing a little red from the molten light filtering through the cracks above.
"Smooth landing."
He brushed his hands.
"See, Eris? I can be careful."
'You only say that after jumping into Tartaros twice.'
Xenos shrugged.
"You always get stuck on the details~."
The crust was the same as before, humming with life that shouldn't exist.
But unlike last time, he didn't feel that suffocating pressure pressing into his lungs.
His new Divine Mask shimmered in the face of Corruption, ridding every breath he took from what could so easily kill him, taking away that running clock on his life.
Finally, he could take his time.
'At least you won't be forced to crawl out of here gasping again.'
