Chapter 387: Uncovering The Truth (Part 12)

Charles didn't slow down.

He tore through the air like a silver comet, wings tucked in tight, velocity stacking second by second. The air around him screamed with pressure. But now—now came the rocks.

**THNK—KRSH—THMP**

Stone began to hammer into him from all angles. Small fragments first—then larger, jagged ones, broken loose from the crumbling ceiling. 

It was like flying through a storm of thrown bricks. He didn't flinch. Didn't deviate. His path remained steady, eyes locked on the figure below.

Don watched from below, breathing heavy, eyes sharp.

Charles's speed hadn't changed.

But something else had.

Don could see it—the wings.