Chapter 11: The feeling. It Grew.
In that moment that I plummeted down the skies at breathtaking pace, I reached out to the void, heart thundering as I rapidly inched closer to the writhing, twisting dark mist below.
"....!!"
My eyes widened in sheer terror, heart pounding in my ears as the shadows beneath, reached out to me.
Above, although clearly taken aback, the crimson-haired lady reacted fast— insanely fast even. Her body twisted midair as she gripped the blind girl's golden rope, and with a fierce whirl, she swung it down, aiming it right at me.
Whoossh!!!
My eyes locked wide in terror as I caught a glimpse of a golden light creeping through the darkness —just as a streak of lightning split the cracked sky above— illuminating the jagged structures and the seething dark mist beneath me.
Although it glowed only for a brief second, it was more than enough.
'I hoped it was...'
As my stomach churned, I swung my arm into the air, reaching... inching, grasping for the last straw of hope I'd left. And, for one agonizing second, I thought I'd miss it.
My stomach sank in fear, despair and dread pooling around my chest like an iron vice.
It was then that I realized: