I watch as Eris plummets toward the ice, my breath caught in my throat, my fingers clenched so tightly that my nails dig into my palms.
I know she's strong.
I know catgirls—like real cats—can fall from extreme heights without a problem.
But this?
This is too high.
Really, really high.
Just looking down makes my head spin, a wave of dizziness crashing over me like I'm the one falling instead.
My heart pounds against my ribs, a panicked rhythm drumming in my ears.
Will she be okay?
…
Then—
THUD!
CRACK!
A spiderweb of thin fractures spreads outward from where she lands, the ice beneath her groaning under the impact.
But that's it.
She's fine.
No—
She's more than fine.
Eris straightens as if nothing happened—like she just hopped off a small step, not dropped a hundred meters from the sky.
My jaw nearly unhinges.
Holy shit.
She tilts her head up, her bright blue eyes locking onto mine, a confident glint dancing in them.
Then—
She smirks.
And winks.
…
Hmph!
