Gravity Falls Wood Mga Nobela at Kwento

Fiyona whispered, and then I gulped down the remnants of the leaves in my mouth. The floor beneath my feet shifted, and the marble floor uprooted, making me stumble and fall down. My eyes widened in alarm when the small bonsai tree started growing in size. The sheer size of it made me release my hold of their hands, and I crawled backwards, giving the tree the space to grow and so I wouldn't get hurt. I covered my head with my hands because the growth of his height and branches had broken down the walls, and then debris was falling down. A few heavy slabs of marble fell down on me, but it was nothing I couldn't handle.

The \bm{G-force} was immense, nearly blacking him out, but it bought him the seconds he needed to adjust his pitch. The Green Wall He crashed through the upper branches of a Great Oak like a cannonball. The wood didn't snap; it exploded. Victor tucked his chin, protecting his vitals as he ricocheted off massive limbs, his armor shedding sparks and splinters. The final impact was a wet thud into a bed of centuries-old peat and moss. For a long minute, the only sound was the distant, thunderous collapse of the Spire and the frantic beating of a heart that refused to stop.

If I trained here, if I pushed my limits in the woods, I wouldn't have to worry about the fallout. I could push the gravity to see if I could make the leaves hover. I could test the strength of my hands on the solid oak trunks, see if I could split them like matchsticks. I could figure out how to change my appearance without the crushing weight of Caius’s expectations bearing down on me.

Chapter 64 The world did not end with a bang or a whimper; it ended with the sound of grinding metal and the smell of souring wine. I felt the crate tilt sharply, the weight of my body shifting violently against the cedar walls one last time. For a heartbeat, I was weightless, a suspended ghost in a box of dying flowers. Then came the fall. It wasn't a long drop, but the impact was transformative. The wood splintered upon hitting the reinforced steel of the industrial waste compactor, the structural integrity of the crate finally giving way under the sheer force of gravity.