The wind roared in their ears as the group fell. The world opened beneath their feet. And the red lake awaited them.
They fell. One after another. Bodies cutting through the air, dragged toward that dark, viscous mass surrounding the castle.
Max clenched his teeth. He reached into his bag.
"…I'm going to try something I thought of when I saw this item. Trust me."
He pulled out a seal. One of the ones Sophie had given him. He held it between his fingers as he activated the magic in his feather fall boots.
He felt a slight pressure. A pulse.
Then, he touched the seal. The magic responded instantly. It wasn't a simple activation.
A magical field expanded around the group.
The feather fall effect spread from him like an invisible wave, linking with every member of his party… and with every one of their summons.
The air changed. Speed shattered. The descent softened.
As if the air itself had suddenly begun holding them.
