Ashok stood atop the rooftop, arms crossed and gaze following the retreating backs of the Third Years as they slowly disappeared into their dorms.
With a click of his tongue and a disappointed sigh, he muttered under his breath,
"Tch. If only I could've landed squarely on the head of one of those Prince's lapdogs—I might've finally gotten a rough estimate of the damage I can cause with a direct fall."
Despite the missed opportunity, Ashok couldn't deny that the last hour had been fruitful.
His trials with the Negative Aspect had yielded more than just adrenaline—he'd uncovered a lot of insights today.
If he were to sum it all up, aside from shedding every last trace of fear toward the sky above or the earth below, two things stood out sharply in his mind.
First: the upper limits of speed his body could currently handle. Second: the maximum distance he could cover in a single jump with each level of Gravity Negative.
Ashok chuckled faintly to himself.
