"So we really were thrown out of a plane!"
"Are we about to hit the ground and turn into pancakes?!"
"Mayfly Wing, gather my clothes!!"
"Damn it, why does my Mayfly Wing only have one pair of wings?"
"Cang Geng Yu Fei, let its feathers shine!"
"Quail's Run Run, let the magpies fly strong!"
"It worked! I'm flying! Hahahaha! I'm flying!"
"Wild geese take flight, their wings rustling!"
"Stick to the plan! Form up and don't scatter!"
"Soar and glide!"
"Soar and glide! Soar and glide! Soar and glide! ... Is half this spell missing? Fuck, is the school trying to murder a genius like me?!"
"Help! I'm gonna die! My spell's out of control! Aaaaaah!!"
"That calling dove soars high into the sky!"
"Screech!!"
"... Huh? Why am I making bird noises? Is that a side effect of this spell?"
"The pheasant takes flight, its feathers spread wide!"
"Wow, those feathers are gorgeous... I want to pluck a few for feather pens."
Flying Spells of every kind poured into Zheng Qing's ears, mixed with complaints, wisecracks, and even curses in voices he recognized.
It took Zheng Qing a moment to come to his senses. He had thought "Yan Yan Yu Fei, their calls rising and falling" only let specific people communicate with one another. Instead, the auxiliary spell worked like an oversized radio, scooping up every sound around him. All the voices he had just heard belonged to classmates falling from the sky alongside him.
He looked around instinctively. Everywhere he could see, Mana Cocoons flared to life one after another, shaped like birds, insects, and even two bats.
The blood-red bat had to be Matthew Callan, though he had no idea who was inside the black one.
But whether they were birds, insects, or bats, none of them