Moments passed that seemed longer than moments. Justin could see the destruction caused by the cythraul's spirit-bombing of Esthean far below. It looked like he was going to land right in the middle of it. He was going to sail over the water, miss the pool, and crash down into the stone buildings.

His body tumbled. He flailed his arms, trying to adjust, but water was everywhere. His open mouth caught a mouthful of water and he coughed, still flailing, somersaulting as he went. As his ...