Falling

Zain couldn't even scream, as he was feeling too weak to do so after receiving so much energy internally.

The Green Heart already weakened him, and as for Dem, he was still too traumatized to show emotions.

The condition of Zain and the height he is falling from was making his survival thin.

If one were to stare at him from the ground, his visibility would be nothing more than a tiny dot in the sky. But still, he managed to catch the eyes of a certain young-looking man.

Walking out from a slim but strangely busy alleyway was a young-looking man. At first, he was focused on looking around to get used to the place, when he suddenly noticed a flicker in the sky.

He managed to catch a glimpse of a gigantic floating piece of rock that looked nearly invisible like glass. Suddenly, it went visible for a brief moment. During that time, a figure was sent out, falling straight from above the clouds. It was so far away that it shouldn't have been possible for human eyes to spot, but this man did with ease.

"Well, well, well, look at what we have here. A teenager falling from the sky. I thought it only rains cats and dogs, but now teenagers," he spoke out with a smile. "I am already liking this Tier Eight city. I knew it would be interesting, but not as soon as I entered.

"I guess I'll catch the fun. Let's see how this goes."

Zain was in a critical situation as he was falling towards a massive building, not a river like he hoped for. There's no way he'll be surviving that.

"No, no, no, Dem is not falling with me. He still hasn't been sent out of the Porter. At this rate, it's impossible for us to land in the same area," Zain thought fearfully. Staring down below was the only thing Zain realized he could do, and he did just that.

"Damn! Damn! Darn it!" Staring at where he is falling towards, Zain cursed. "I am falling straight towards a solid area. A building built with stones."

Where Zain was falling towards was somewhere that he needed and didn't need at the moment. He was falling straight towards a mage school, the only mage school located in the whole Tier Eight city.

"If Zain were to fall into a building at the school, then all would be over. On the other hand, if he lands, the first place he needed to be is the school."

"No, no, no, I can't die now. I can't die next! I am the damned one who unlocked magic. I am the one who used the Green Heart. I can't let it go to waste."

Fear consumed Zain as he inched closer to the ground.

The mysterious man watched as Zain fell towards the mage school, his eyes gleaming with interest.

"Well, from the look of things, if I do not intervene, he will crash to his death."

As Zain fell towards the school building, the man whispered a few words under his breath. A sudden gust of wind seemed to slow Zain's fall, guiding him towards a safe landing on the roof of the mage school.

Zain landed safely, although a bit roughly, on the roof of the mage school. He quickly got up, feeling both relieved and bewildered by his miraculous landing. He looked around, taking in the sight of the mage building structure and the unfamiliar surroundings. But first thing first, he got a thought on his mind.

"Who saved me?"

Zain was more than aware that he didn't land directly on the ground. He was first obstructed positively by a gust of wind before he finally landed.

"Hey," a voice called out from behind, causing Zain to turn around. "Y... You saved me, didn't you?" Zain interrupted, with his gaze glued on him. He was the true definition of handsome.

His wavy silver hair and piercing silver eyes screamed perfection, his calm impression and cool intervention screamed perfection, his everything screamed perfection. If this was a movie, he would have definitely been the protagonist.

"Thank you," Zain gave a bow. From the fantasy novels he read, he had seen some main characters doing this to make a first good impression and a building a good connection. Besides, right now, he is living in his fantasy, he is the main character of his own world.

How this man was able to create a platform of air was indeed something that can be done only by people who have impressive control over their magic and are mostly powerful.

"Thank you for saving me with your magic," Zain bowed. There was no one around at the moment, just Zain and Harry.

"Magic! I didn't save you with magic!" he exclaimed.

"Does that mean you are not the one who saved me?" Zain questioned with an eyebrow raised.

"I didn't save you with magic. That doesn't mean I wasn't the one who saved you," he said. "I simply exhaled before you crashed to the ground, bringing out just the perfect gust of wind to reduce your landing impact.

"WHAT!!!

"YOU SAVED ME SIMPLY BY BREATHING... WHO THE HECK ARE YOU!!!" Zain screamed ecstatically at the figure.

"Calm down. Don't make me start regretting my action," he blurted out loudly in annoyance, instantly shutting Zain before he could spit out another horde of nonsense.

Zain's face twitched deep in thought. Darn it, is this actually not a big deal in this world? Is this actually how strong they all are?

If that is the case, then it's over for me.

"So, you were falling from the sky. Do you mind explaining how?" he asked with his usual composed manner as he and Zain both walked from the partially outskirts of a huge building towards the main gate.

"Oh, right," Zain replied sharply. He was following the mysterious man, even though he didn't actually know where he was going. In fact, he only knew this was an academy due to how it stood out and how he could picture the resemblance between it and the description of mages academy from the books he had read.

"I was forcefully teleported here by a man that goes by the name, Dynamic Wielder."

Harry froze as his eyes widened in shock due to the name that came out of Zain's mouth.

"Did you just say the Dynamic Wielder!!!"