Chapter 87
Author: John T White
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“I can’t spray fire downwards,” Kaelen muttered through clenched teeth, the wind clawing words right out of his mouth. “And spraying fire onto the sides — might crumble down the whole thing on top of us.” He paused, jaw tight, narrowing his eyes into the thick, endless dark. “So there’s only one thing left…”

His hands snapped alight — first a flicker, then a steady, roaring bloom. Flames wrapped his fists and licked at his boots, casting away only a sliver of that devouring black.

The darkness pushed right back, swallowing the edges of the fire.

Kaelen glanced down, craned left, then right — nothing. Just the hiss of the air screaming past his ears and the weightless crush of gravity dragging at his gut. No Sahrak and no sight of the bottom.

“Oh, mahn…” he breathed, darting his eyes side to side.

He threw both arms in front of himself, fired off small, controlled bursts from his palms — pop-pop-pop — not strong enough to kill his speed, just enough to tilt his angle, flip his body in
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