Lind was sprinting with Annabelle in his arms. He could not fly inside the Grand Spatial Channel due to the fact it would put too much pressure on it as it collapsed!
They had gotten about ¾ of the way to the end in less than 3 days when both felt space shift. It was not like a breeze but like all their instincts screamed at once of danger! He picked her up and his legs bulged as he put all his draconic strength into running.
The floor fractured at that exact point but held. He had been sprinting full out for half a day and could just barely see the end. As it was the last to be established, it would be the last part to collapse.
Sweat poured down his back but Annabelle weighed nothing to him. It was purely keeping up his peak speed that strained him now.
The sensation of space collapsing behind him suddenly spiked and his emerald eyes narrowed as he pushed his body beyond its limits. The channel became a blur as his footing felt more and more fragile.
