"Ahhh!" The moon elf lord who was lost in his own thoughts yelled out of instinct when he felt that his foot was touching nothing.
Luis opened his eyes and he didn't know what he should do after seeing the situation.
It turns out that he wasn't the only one falling. Xagrien, the jerk with facial paralysis is holding both of his arms firmly, keeping him close while they are falling.
He could feel his head's veins pulsating as his short black hair was standing up due to their falling. The cold and damp forest wind is slapping his face, fanning his frustration with this guy.
'Would it hurt him if he made a warning before pushing him down?'
'Like; hi! We are going down the tree. Be careful not to splash your brain once we hit the ground!'
The moon elf lord frustratedly bit his lips. He lamented how such a man with a gorgeous face could be so hopelessly unromantic! This level of insensitivity should be illegal for people with faces like that!
