Smoke.
Acrid, black and burning.
It was all around me, filling up the cockpit as we hurtled through the atmosphere of the planet our jaunt through hyperspace had brought us to.
I could barely breathe, barely think… and yet.
I was just about able to push BB back down into our Synchro Mode.
Manna was a strange thing. It was reactive, an element of the universe itself.
I closed my eyes and pushed my own consciousness down as well.
It was like sinking into a river on a hot summers day, only instead of immersing my body in the rushing water of the rapids, I was immersing my mind in the rapids of magic itself. My magic.
AND IT WOULD OBEY ME.
It took a colossal force of will from both myself and BB.
Even though my eyes were closed I could see a bunch of warnings currently pop up on the system display.
[BREAKING ACCEPTED BOUNDS OF SYSTEM WETWARE]
[HALT CURRENT ACTION]
[DANGER]
