Aster struggled midair, trying to find anything he could grab onto. Thankfully, he was falling close to the edge of the cliff, and with a little bit of fast thinking, he pulled his sword and stabbed it into the wall, trying to slow down his fall.
"ARGH!"
But as expected, using his non-dominant left hand to hold the sword was a little bit too rash. He could feel that his shoulder had dislocated from the sudden stop, but through sheer force of will, and the fear of death, he kept his grip on the handle, not letting go.
"STAR! Oh no, hang on!"
Cassy, who peeked down the edge with the others, quickly found him dangling dangerously by the cliff's face. Their expressions were filled with worry and panic as they moved around, rummaging through their packs and finding anything that could help.
