Simply Flying Out

Cain knew, with unshakeable certainty, that he would continue to ascend, to break through every ceiling that the heavens dared to place above him. And he had every intention of making the best use of that supremacy, both for his own advancement and for the protection of those few he held dear.

As these grand aspirations danced through his consciousness, Cain became aware of a shift in the atmosphere. 

The air, already thick with heat and the acrid scent of sulfur, now crackled with a different kind of energy. Anticipation. Tension.

It was time for him to make his move. But before he could take that fateful step forward, a familiar presence caught his attention.

Yulong, her eyes sparkling with their characteristic mischief, watched the assembled geniuses and talents with undisguised amusement. A low chuckle escaped her lips, her voice filled with anticipation as she observed the spectacle before them.