"This is too cool!" Damon whistled. Despite the serious situation right now, he couldn't help but admire what was happening at the moment. The whole freaking castle was flying in the air!
He looked out the window and stared at the endless frozen wasteland in awe. Apparently, short-distance flying was less energy-consuming than teleportation. La Rocha informed that
La Rocha had informed him that, unlike spatial jumps, which momentarily tore through the fabric of the world, levitation over short distances only required sustained mana infusion into the foundational array.
Snow whipped past the windows, ghostly and fast, as if trying to outrun the thing cutting through the heavens. Below them, an unending stretch of pale white death stretched endlessly.
