Raizen fell.
Wind slammed into his face, hot and cold at the same time. The Sky Domain rushed upward past him. The curve of the giant trunk blurred at the edge of his vision, then slipped out of sight.
Ukai dropped away.
Huge platforms turned into small circles. Bridges thinned into lines. Lanterns became tiny, shaking sparks against the greenery. The dragon and the black cloak were way above him, four wings beating, slipping into open air.
The only thing he could see was a smear of blue and green in the distance, and the grey sky above him.
Suddenly, something pierced the air beside him.
Something that looked like a line.
Thin, bright red, humming in the air like a string let loose. It came from somewhere above and ahead - from the cloaked figure.
It snapped around his waist in one clean loop.
The impact jerked the breath out of him. For a second, his body folded in half from the force. The fall stopped. The rush of air changed direction.
