Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The other three also descended, like meteors crashing to the earth.
Casio fell freely in mid-air, his arms crossed in front of his chest, allowing his flowing golden hair and the hem of his black trench coat to flutter towards the sky.
His gaze was cold, his face expressionless. His trench coat tumbled continuously, resembling a rapidly descending dark cloud, and like the surging waves of the deep sea at night.
The air quickly turned cold, and frost suddenly covered the plaza below.
Tap!
A pair of black boots touched down on the surface of the plaza, Casio slowly lifted his palm. A fierce aura flashed by, and at that moment, the other three also landed. Cushioned by that aura, it felt as though they landed on a mattress.
His shoulders shook slightly but soon stabilized.
