'F*ck! I am going to crash! I am going to crash!'
Crey muttered continuously as he saw the ground rapidly enlarging in his eyes. He was free-falling for quite a time and now he was almost at a constant acceleration speed.
And now, if he smashed down he had not even an iota of doubt that he would be turned into meat paste. Death was a secondary issue, the pain of death that would be accurately transmitted back was already making him feel bitter and panic in his heart.
Nearly five seconds of distance left, with his speed to fall to his death on the ground violently.
5 seconds left
4 seconds left
This countdown weighed heavily on his mind. But he couldn't stop counting.
3 seconds left
2 seconds left
Immediately Crey closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, bracing for the impact but the next moment, the screen turned black. He teleported away at the last possible second.
