Leon shot forward, the excess shockwaves diverted behind him by his force field and blasting apart the clouds.
As he approached Marcia, he gradually slowed to match her speed while extending his force field over her.
It was better to be cautious when possible. He couldn't forget what happened with Garfield Spider.
"I've got you."
The moment he drew close, Marcia wrapped him tightly in her arms, her short black hair whipping against his cheeks.
Gradually, the wind scraping across their faces ceased, and the two spun to a stop in midair.
Leon was already familiar with this routine. He wouldn't forget something he had promised.
So, on the other side of the portal, he had invited plenty of enthusiastic Flaxans to fly together.
Neos had designed the test plan.
Those two living ancestors had been squeezing as much value as possible from the Flaxans over the past few months.
"Huff... huff..."
Marcia panted as she felt her racing heartbeat slowly settle.
It took her a long while to calm down.
"You—"
Marcia had wanted to vent her fear as anger, but the moment she saw Leon's face, she calmed down again.
She knew Leon. He had checked things over once more, and that seemed to be his limit.
The things she liked about him were the same things that could annoy her.
"I admit, I should've asked what this was before deciding. This was way too thrilling for me."
Marcia let out a long breath.
"So, is this really how you Viltrumites do things?"
"This is how we trigger superpower awakenings when we're about to come of age.
You're dropped from high in the air, and the sense of danger stimulates your abilities to awaken. Of course, that requires an instructor skilled enough to catch you in time."
Marcia