Slowing the devil's movements had taken all Eldrian had. Literally.
While he had remained conscious, he couldn't even lift a finger. Falling through the air, he prayed it had worked. The ground coming closer at a terrifying rate.
His head was on a direct course for an early meeting. But, Eldrian didn't consider it that bad a thing. Dying wouldn't matter much, he knew that. Still, he would prefer not to die at this moment.
Ceph saved him at the last second, his reaction just barely making it in time. As a result, Eldrian was groaning in pain. His arm left and only arm broken from the fall. His ribs were also piercing into his lungs.
Still, it would have been his neck, had Ceph been a second later.
Eldrian wished Ceph hadn't taken so long to react. But he was happy to not have died. And, he realized, they had managed to kill one of the devils. Eldrian did not know which, but this likely meant the tides had shifted.
