Peter plummeted through the air, flailing instinctively in his panic. Surprisingly, although he had never been this high up before, he felt no fear of heights. Instead, he quickly steadied himself and spread his arms, stretching his body into an X. Two white, mesh gliding membranes unfurled between his forearms and waist, carrying him diagonally away on the air currents in a shaky glide.
"I don't think I've ever done anything this cool in my life, but at this speed... he's definitely going to catch me."
A pair of steel wings resembling those of a giant eagle pierced the clouds. Their owner quickly located Peter and beat his wings, pursuing him with murderous intent.
The highly sensitive feedback devices all over Peter's body vibrated wildly, warning him that mortal danger could strike at any moment.
What do I do?!
Peter couldn't help panicking again. He didn't believe he had committed a crime, but the other man clearly had no intention of talking things out. The razor-sharp metal talons on his armored feet gleamed coldly under the neon lights. If those claws caught Peter's slender waist, he would surely be torn into pieces in midair.
"Peter, follow the route I give you. Your Battle Armor isn't complete. There's something else you need to pick up."
Just as Peter began muttering prayers to God, the Virgin Mary, and anyone else he could think of, a mysterious voice came through the communications system inside his helmet.
"Who are you? The person who emailed me?!"
Peter couldn't help asking, but the stranger showed no intention of answering. Instead, he projected a map with a route marked in red directly onto Peter's eyepieces.
With no other choice, Peter could only follow the stranger's route for now if he wanted to stay alive.
His innate agility