The wind around them suddenly changed.
Skywing, the falcon that had fallen limp just moments ago, began to glow—not with pain, but with power. Its feathers shimmered with green light, its outline crackled with electricity. Slowly, it floated upward, wings spread wide, glowing brighter and brighter, and then its eyes opened, glowing with a fierce green spark.
Electricity started snapping in the air—tiny bolts dancing across the ground and walls like the whole world was waking up with power.
The insect creature paused, its claws just pressing into Minseok's chest. It turned with a sneer. "Now what? Still trying, huh?"
It stepped harder onto Minseok's chest.
But before it could do more—
Skywing dived.
From above, the falcon became a streak of light, a bolt of green lightning screaming down through the crackling air.
And then—
Straight into the insect's chest.
Then it vanished—disappearing right after the impact.
The creature froze for a moment, then blinked, confused.
