Chapter : Mikhail

Falling down a hole usually hurt. Mikhail had learned that the hard way as a young boy when exploring a series of caves, so when he found himself falling, he was understandably concerned and ready for a painful impact.

The expected impact never happened. Despite his rather sudden descent, Mikhail enjoyed a cushioned landing as a pillow of air slowed his free fall, and his feet hit the floor, which was preferable to his face. The fact that he didn't splat brightened his outlook, but Mikhail wouldn't go so far as to declare himself safe.

He landed alone. A peek upward didn't show a red Ymp hurtling after him. As a matter of fact, the hole he'd fallen through had disappeared, or so he assumed since he couldn't see any daylight. Nor did he spot any stairs or ladders handy.