My hair fluttered and slapped against my face as I swam down the air. In the distance, I could see the oversized sun letting out a gentle light in this underground labyrinth.
"Should I cut my hair?" I spoke, twisting my back toward the ground to reduce the pressure on my mouth.
"You said everyone gets transferred to a random spot but isn't the sky too much?" She had floated down to my back and tried to push me up, but failed within seconds and decided to pester me instead.
Still falling, I casually chatted with her.
"They said there's a one in a thousand chance you'll be transferred to the sky, even lesser chance of being so high up."
"So you're the paragon of bad luck, huh?"
"How rude!"
It wasn't wrong though.
Seeing as I was getting closer to the grasslands below, I turned again and stretched my hands outward.
My mana flowed out of my palms and took the form of an ethereal magic circle. Sigils formed around the two-layered magic circle as it started spinning.