บท 75: Victory [I]

The speed at which I was propelled skyward was dizzying.

The resistance from the air whooshing past me felt almost painful, constantly battering against my skin as if the very wind were trying to peel me apart.

My heart pounded in my chest so hard it hurt. The sound of it drowned out the roar in my ears.

I forced my body to stay rigid, fighting against the overwhelming force of acceleration.

Adrenaline coursed through my veins and heightened my senses.

I felt it all.

The icy sting of the rushing win.

The metallic taste of blood on my tongue.

The weightlessness of defying gravity.

But above all, I felt terrified.

In front of me, the mountain's jagged cliffs kept growing closer at an astonishing speed.

And as I flew past an outcropping, I realized I was about to crash into a craggy stone wall just ahead.

So, I did the only thing I could think of.