Several kilometers away, David, mistaken by Demons as one of their own, clutched his fists. Inhabiting the body of a Dragonkin, he tumbled through the low altitudes with a drunken Superman's stance, occasionally turning a circle in the air or performing a series of continuous rolls without realizing it.
It was unclear whether Redscale's mere mortal body could withstand David's antics—which were akin to 'playing an RPG game while simultaneously using a high-speed cheat in a racing game.' His face, contorted by the wind, made him feel that the scenery was a copy-and-paste reality, a sensation of déjà vu hitting him mid-flight.
This only reinforced David's feeling that he was 'dreaming'.
Just like in true dreams, once the plot started to get dull or repetitive, his conscious mind was likely to 'fall asleep.' It would then 'change channels' after a new sleep cycle, thereby overwriting the memories of the previous dream.
