The handle, wrapped in black carbon, was situated before me. I pulled it closer with all my strength, and the aircraft began to ascend with incredible acceleration, causing everyone behind the thick walls to scream in nervousness. Meanwhile, Shan entered the cockpit and closed the door, securing himself with the seatbelt attached to the wall.
My body was continually tossed up and yanked back into the seat, almost causing me to fall, but thankfully, the seatbelt activated and prevented my head from colliding with the handle. I couldn't help but worry about the passengers in the fuselage, enduring the turbulent flight.
Once the aircraft stabilized, I looked at the screen displaying footage of the shattered floating island, known as the artificial garden, and the two giant skyscrapers beneath it that had already been in ruins but now it was completely dissembling.
