An invisible force gripped us, tossing our bodies skyward with incredible speed. I soared upward, the wind whipping through my hair as the forest shrank beneath us.
Freya cried out beside me, flailing her arms helplessly. But it was useless against the relentless pull.
Moments later, the pull stopped.
We were suspended in mid-air, high above the treetops, the cold night air biting into our skin. Beneath us, the dark forest stretched endlessly like a black mass.
"Rin!" Freya screamed, her voice barely audible in the wind.
She stretched out her arms, trying to summon vines, but there was no ground to draw from. Just empty air.
I struggled, trying to gather mana as I attempted to push myself down with a wind spell, but Kyro's hold was strong, pinning us in the air like insects caught in a spider web. He was far below us, but his power enveloped us completely.
