Asher felt as though the darkness had swallowed him whole. His Omni Perception barely managed to keep his senses heightened, but he did not rely solely on that gift.
Beyond his sharpened senses, he spread his Astra outward, letting it flow like rippling currents through the pit. With his perfect control, he felt every subtle shift, every flicker, every ripple of the unseen world.
The wind whipped fiercely against his face as he continued to plummet downward, the weightless fall stretching on endlessly.
In his mind, he began counting, silently measuring how many meters they had descended from above.
'This is even higher than when I fell from the sky, Asher mused grimly. It's as though the Star Academy wants people to fail. I can't imagine what would happen if someone jumped in blindly, thinking this pit was shallow… they would be crushed without ever realizing their mistake.'
"Five meters," Darissa's calm, melodic voice echoed gently in his ears, her tone laced with certainty.
