The wind howled in his ears as the ground neared with terrifying speed. Aether's mind was blank, the recoil from his broken spell had sent his mana into disarray. It took him a split second to recollect himself.
He desperately tried to return to his mist form again as the ground, and his death, quickly drew closer. A moment passed before he regained control of his mana and recast the spell. Noticing the Fae's eyes light up golden once more, he didn't slow his descent at all as his body turned into a dark mist.
His misty form reached the ground moments before the Fae's eyes flashed golden, shattering his spell once more. Aether collapsed on the ground, out of breath, and his mana was once again sent into disarray.
