Falling

Evil Eagle climbed rapidly. In that brief span of time, it had already carried Sarah and the others several hundred meters into the air. "That was reckless. The Zerg Queen won't fall to her death, will she?"

"Probably not. We tested the export-version Zerg Biological Armor. It has excellent cushioning properties and can offset most of the impact for the host."

"But those tests weren't conducted from anywhere near this height."

"Don't worry. That was only the export version. The Zerg Queen definitely has the best stuff. She shouldn't die from this height—at worst, she'll be seriously injured."

"What if you factor in that giant bird's body weight? Judging by where she was hit, the Zerg Queen is beneath the bird."

"..."

At this moment, as Evil Eagle plummeted, the Epoch Clan had instead become the side most worried about Sarah's safety. They silently prayed for the giant bird to hold on a little longer—at the very least, it had to bring their Queen down safely.

As if it had heard the Epoch Clan's prayers, Evil Eagle forced its wings open. Its wingspan stretched twenty meters wide. Though it was slightly smaller than Wind God had once been, it still seemed capable of blotting out the sky.

Evil Eagle no longer had the strength to flap its wings, but the outstretched wings greatly slowed its descent. Its body shifted from a straight fall into a glide toward the ground.

Several hundred meters was high, but not impossibly high. By the time Evil Eagle fell and managed to readjust its posture, it was already less than two hundred meters from the ground.

This meant that despite its desperate efforts, it was still diving rapidly. When it was only fifty meters from the ground, Terra grabbed Sarah with one hand, seized a