This time, as every time, then nothing should have been enough to save her from the irreversible and fatal damage of this fall, only he was capable of it.
In her infernal fall, she felt only a slight pain, because he was already right above her, ready to catch her. And so he did. And that it could only ever be like this. He reached out and grabbed her body, immediately switching the position of their bodies.
- You are really incredible! He said to her, half amused, half furious.
- Thank you!
- It was not a compliment, Avine! Vociferated he exasperated.
Fortunately, a winged form soon appeared below them and stopped their fall.
- Thank you, Waheel.
Myzon straightened up and ordered Tarfin's winged being to take them back to the top.
Avine wanted to speak when she noticed a dark spot on her warrior's uniform, to the left of his heart. A very disturbing spot that stopped her heart for a moment.