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A loud sound came from Cynrik's hands and drew Brance's attention, but that wasn't what caused his eyes to widen; instead, the Rocket-sized flames shooting out the opposite end of the Cube did.
The sudden shift in movement forced Brance to lean forward and bend his knees to not end up on the floor.
"Careful there, Brancie, can't have you making a fool out of yourself. HAHA!" Cackling like a madman, Cynrik increased the flow of flames he emitted and changed their intensity.
From bright red to orange, then blue, the rocket fire grew more potent as the Cube transformed into a speeding projectile. Cynrik then leaned forward, widened his stance, and fought against the force pushing against his hands.
All the while, he constantly monitored the flow of the outside Ambient Mana particles, checking their density and how much pressure was applied to them, which gave him an accurate assessment of how bad the Gravity was outside of the Spatial Cube.
