"Here I fucking come!"
The earth exploded beneath Arcturus' feet as he vanished. To the watching cadets, he might as well have become a blur. However, to Zephyrion, it was as though he were watching a turtle desperately making its way towards him.
He could perceive every minute detail of the prince's movement, down to the individual fibers of his muscles contracting and relaxing, and even the droplets of spittle being carried from his open mouth by the wind.
'So this is what it feels like…'
He hadn't even activated Slip State or used any rune art, for that matter.
Initially, he decided to remain where he was and wait for Arcturus to reach him. However, after what felt like several long moments of watching the prince inch closer, he grew impatient and decided to get it over with.
Moving through the seemingly slowed world, Zephyrion approached Arcturus, whose mouth was still wide open as though he were on the verge of shouting something.
