Lin Sanjiu had no idea how long she had been flying. It felt as if an eternity had passed.
It had happened too fast, and it was already too late by the time she came to her senses. She couldn't release her grip. No person would survive a fall from such a height; not even a posthuman.
Her thoughts, her consciousness, her perceptions, and her feelings… Everything was blown away by the raging wind that assaulted her like a massive truck. Time seemed to have abandoned her as every second feeling as long as a century to her. The air had long since disappeared, and although she was shrouded in the [Defense Forcefield], she did not dare to open her eyes. She was afraid her eyelids might get stripped away by the air stream.
