Elio quickly realized what was happening.
"Good job, friend."
Taking advantage of this unexpected discovery, Elio focused on carefully moving on the cloak. The relief was immediate and substantial. Although he still couldn't move freely, Elio felt he was regaining some control over his body.
It was time to act.
He switched his summon from Ice Ball to the swift. The creature appeared, fluttering nervously at the sight of its summoner's condition.
"Come on, buddy," Elio murmured, his voice barely audible. "I need your help."
Elio propelled himself with the swift's power several times in succession, hoping to get far from the point of complete paralysis.
After a few impulses, he touched the ground.
The sensation was still horrible, but now he could move. Each contact with the floor sent shockwaves of pain through his body, but Elio gritted his teeth and pressed on. He couldn't fail now, not when he had come so far.
