"... Turbulent times really are coming. Sigh…"
Lucas understood the words more than with his brain. His soul itself, something he had forgotten after the pain that had brought him down on Gars, was the one which understood the words.
His eyes flashed, before he felt the gaze leave him to look at what had been his destination, then… there was no then.
The pressure disappeared along with the presence hidden by a dark curtain of bent space, and everything returned to normal as the compact vessel finally reached the ground with a thunderous sound.
*BOOM* *CRASH*
Everything returned to normal, the ever-present clouds resuming their slow valse in the vault of the Path, and the wind resuming its stroll.
At the same time, the air around Lucas exploded after the space lost the pervasive restraint, failing to hold back the strength Lucas had used to remain in the air.
He frowned at the now empty sky, before lowering his head to check on Hannah.
