The surrounding image of space fluctuated to pieces like that of a broken glass. Time stopped ticking. The wyverns, people, broken pieces of buildings and other objects, the entire vicinity in specific, were all stuck in movement.
With a blink, I let a greenish glow out of my right iris. A couple of red dots popped into my view representing the living souls. Immediately, I turned around, grabbing Leolan's right leg, which was attempting to surprise me with a kick. By clenching my grip of his ankle, I threw him rightward like that of a baseball, towards the nearby island which was floating vertically with the colonies on it being horizontally inverted.
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