The ethereal platforms lead into a set of marble steps of the floating island's front. As high as he was, the air howled at his ears, feeling the stronger winds brush against his body. Heights were something he had to become accustomed to as of recent, but glancing down to see the barren land far, far below made his head get fuzzy.
He watched the fearless ball of energy up ahead hop into the fractured, marble steps from the last platform.
"Made it!" Nova called out happily, turning back to wave at those behind.
Seeing how chipper and proud the girl was about making it first, Finn hurriedly arrived at the final platform, though was met with a stomach-churning sight. There was a gap between the last step of light and the steps attached to the island; it was only a few feet at most, though enough for the cloud-faring heights to be felt.
'Man…what the hell did I get into?' He thought when peering down by the fault of his own curiosity.
