15. Showdown on Mount Everest

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 There was nothing but rushing air.

Her Gusting abilities instinctively reacted and gathered up air for her to breathe. She didn't have to focus on staying alive.

That was good.

She hurtled down the blue void, seeing nothing, finding nothing. Sophie was somewhere below her, waiting for her. Depending on her to be there.

The chill bit at her legs, freezing them, coating a sheet of frost onto them, but June didn't have time to care. She could barely feel them as she fell.

The wind pulsed, almost, as if it was reacting to her as it swooped around her as she plummeted down, down, down. There was still no mountain in sight.

Come on. I'm here.

The wind spiraled into a cocoon and surrounded her, encasing her in a shield of dancing air, as June's heart thumped, beating against her chest, slamming down a percussion symphony.

Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum.

There was more sky.

Hang in there. I'm here.

Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum.

She dropped more, diving down like a fired bullet, an alicorn plunging through the skies. The descent was rapid.

Mount Everest had to be approaching soon.

Just a little more, Sophie. A little more.

Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum.

She squinted down at the nothingness, the blue nothingness, the empty terror. And she thought she saw something white, whiter than the sky, fade in and out from her vision.

It was the snow caps of Mount Everest. She saw the peak.

I'm here.

She closed her eyes and opened them, waiting for the last possible moment to deploy her parachute. Her hands grasped the wild, fluttering line as Mount Everest fully appeared, in all its majestic glory.

A little more to contact. Perhaps a few seconds.

She saw figures moving, strands quivering like hair in the wild wind.

I'm here.

Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum.

The white snow approached. She could make out Sophie's face, anger so clearly displayed upon it, the fear hidden in her gold-speckled eyes.

She pulled the line.

Her parachute deployed and extended, blowing out into a massive dome as she almost crashed into the snow, and she was jerked upwards, barely pulling her head away from colliding. She landed on her feet and struggled to stick the landing as she pulled out Glistensteel and sliced through the wires, facing her friends and behind the Neverseen.

June had landed.

She found herself facing a hostage situation.

A Neverseen member was holding a melder to Biana's head-

Wait.

The member was-

No. NO!

Lady Gisela.

Her hair said it all. Her cloak must've fallen off in the snowstorm.

Oh, god.

So it wasn't Lord Cassius.

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