Strong winds directly hit Karl's face as he was falling rapidly. Thankfully, he gained consciousness and the first thing he saw was the miniature version of the entire dome. He panics as he hits a cloud, the confrontation lasted less than second but even that left a chilly sensation throughout his body. This sensation completely woke Karl up and he realized that he was falling from the sky.
His mind races as he approaches ground, if doesn't come up with anything he would be squashed like a bug in few seconds. Somehow, he pushes mana into his left arm, ready use to pressure punch. 'If I timed it right, I should bounce off the surface and possibly survive with minimal injuries.'
Suddenly Karl realizes that he is drifting away from the dome, he tries to change his direction but it's hard. 'This shit looked easy in the movies.' He spreads all of his limbs, trying slow down. 'Fuck it!'