The fall stretched into an eternity of howling wind and crushing blackness. Liam's stomach lurched as the three of them plummeted through the void, the mountain's core swallowing them whole. Cold air whipped across his face, stinging his eyes, while Pyra's hand gripped his arm like a lifeline. His mind raced, *'We're going to die. Not like this. Not after everything.'*
"Brace yourselves!" he shouted, voice raw. But even as the words left his mouth, the ground rushed up to meet them.
"Let me handle it!" Pyra cried. In a flash of violet light, she yanked a massive pillow the size of a mattress from her inventory and hurled it downward. It unfurled mid-air with a *whoosh*, swelling into a enormous, cushioned barrier that slammed into the stone floor just as they hit.
