"Shit…"
Ruvian spat a curse in frustration as his body plunged downward at a vicious speed. Both arms shielded his face, bracing against the violent rush of wind that raked at his eyes.
From the very moment he had entered the mirror realm, he had been trapped in this state of free fall. Each time he reached a certain depth, he would punch through a strange, soft, invisible layer that blunted the force of his descent.
And speaking of which, here came another one.
Only this time, instead of phasing cleanly through it, it completely stopped him.
Splash!
Something ruptured around him with a wet, splitting splash, like he'd smashed through the surface of a lake made of glass and gel. The impact should've cracked his ribs. Should've blasted the air out of his lungs.
But strangely, it didn't.
Ruvian didn't feel a shred of pain at all.
Lowering his arms, Ruvian scanned his surroundings.
"Now, where the hell am I?"
