A short while later, Grey's body swayed slightly before he leaned forward.
In the next instant, his body turned into a blur, leaving behind a series of rapidly fading afterimages as he shot into the depths of the Corroded Zone.
However, before completely distancing himself from Iria, Grey turned his head and glanced back one last time.
He saw her standing there with a blank expression on her face. She remained motionless as the distance between them continued to widen with every step he took.
Very soon, Grey had crossed several hundred yards in only a few moments. His speed continued to increase as he ventured deeper into the Corroded Zone.
In his hand was a blue flower that had been cut directly from its stalk.
Despite the powerful wind generated by Grey's rapid movement, the flower swayed gently in his grasp, its delicate petals moving rhythmically as though they were completely unaffected by the terrifying speed at which he traveled.
