For a brief moment, there was nothing beneath us but empty air for hundreds upon hundreds of meters.
The wind howled past my ears as we both descended into the darkness below, free-falling.
The cliff face rushed upward beside us, jagged stone jutting out and twisted roots flashing by in a blur.
Well.
Thalia had officially lost her mind.
Not that I expected anything less from her.
I drew Aurieth back, pouring a healthy portion of Essence into it until its blade started glowing like a dazzling star in a starless night sky.
But before I could discharge a crescent slash of light and cleave my sister clean, she activated a Card.
In response, the air quickly distorted and shimmered right under her feet. It was a translucent platform of compressed wind.
She stepped off it as though it were solid ground.
The invisible platform burst apart beneath her boot in a powerful gust, hurling her sideways through the open air.
