At the same time, the drifting islands rushed forth, the continued acceleration carrying them further, faster with each second that passed.
Consequently, the lands of ice and fire in the distance grew closer, but they were yet too far away to be relieved.
RUMBLE~!
"Tch..."
With the constant quaking of the islands beneath their feet from whatever that unseen threat hidden within the plasma was, it was being made abundantly clear that a timer had been set, and although there was no proof to confirm the suspicion, John Pierce had a feeling it wasn't solely a matter of completing the Objective.
That is, even before they let the islands reach their destination, they could 'fail'.
And, at least in the later stages of the Tower, there was no question what 'failure' actually meant.
