Picking up speed, Alexander quickly realized he wouldn't catch up in time. He had to go faster.
With a quick thought, he channelled mana into the air before him, creating a vacuum zone, and projecting the sucked-up wind behind him instead, reducing friction and propelling him at the same time.
He picked up speed, suddenly descending much faster than before, as the air around his vacuum zone started heating up.
The ground was getting closer, insanely fast, though.
He caught up to Constantine as they reached the rooftops of the nearby skyscrapers and grabbed her by the waist.
Opening his wings to catch air, he quickly angled his trajectory, gliding near the glass panes, hoping to catch the natural updrafts these buildings caused to help slow him down.
The rising winds, together with him constantly pushing against the air pressure to change his trajectory, eventually got him to get parallel to the ground. And not a moment too soon, as he had reached about fifty meters from the ground.
But his speed was still insanely high, and he needed to change that if he had any hopes of landing safely.
With some more effort, Alexander angled himself upward, taking his current gliding speed to rise back up into the skies, before someone noticed a giant humanoid bat in the streets of the city and panicked.
Once he had reached high enough and slowed down to a normal flight speed, he returned to his balcony, with Constantine passed out in his grasp. The high Gs from the rapid change of trajectory, along with the fear of death, had taken her out.
It was a good thing, though.
He hardly wanted to deal with her rambling ass anymore.
He quickly made his way back home and landed on the balcony, throwing Constantine into the house like a teenager throwing his backpack when coming home from school.
She was still passed out, eyes rolled into the back of her head when she hit the ground.
Inside the penthouse, Kary was eyeing the assistant with hatred as she held a loop of flames alight around her head. Not close enough to singe her, but close enough to make her fear for her life.
When she heard the dull thud of Constantine's body hitting the ground, she spun her head toward the balcony.
"I had kind of hoped you wouldn't bring her back here," Kary said, slightly annoyed.
Alex undid the meld and looked at her, shrugging his shoulders.
"I almost didn't. Asmodeus decided to be a dick and cancelled the meld at twenty-eight thousand feet above ground. If I hadn't had Morpheus available, she and I both would be soup on a sidewalk somewhere nearby."
Kary chortled a bit at the statement.
"You need to get those demons under control more. Or don't use them until you do."
*Sigh*
"I know. I agree as well. But he was the only way to get back up here before smacking into the pavement when she tossed me. It wasn't by choice. And don't worry. Asmodeus will get what's coming."
Kary huffed. She was still pissed at both the women, and Alex's problems could wait.
"What about them?" she asked.
"Their leaving. Ain't that right, you brainless bitch?" he asked, looking at the assistant.
Kary dispelled her flame spell, letting the woman look at them.
"Get your boss and get the fuck out of my home. And if you ever come back here, or even think of getting back at us, you'll end up as ashes in a ditch somewhere. As for your boss, I can't kill her, but I can hurt her enough she'd wish she was dead. Make sure you tell her that. Now piss off!"
The suited woman, whose face was still oozing from the burn on it, and whose hand was half melted away, quickly rushed to chairwoman Levesque's side, grabbed her and bolted toward the elevator doors.
She had no intention of staying for a second more than needed. The couple had proven more than willing to execute their threats, as attested by her burnt face and hand, and the passed-out chairwoman on her back.
She glared at them one last time, as the doors closed on her, and then they were gone.
Alex watched them on the intercom cam until they left the elevator. He calmed down once they were gone.
"Now that they're gone, let's clean up this mess."
He looked at the floor, where a melted lump of metal lay, and exhaled.
"I hope that didn't damage the tiling…"
Kary giggled, returning to her normal countenance now that the threat had passed.
"Can you promise me you won't let strangers come into our home willy-nilly in the future?" she asked, putting her hand on his shoulder.
"Oh? Our home? Have you decided to live here permanently now?" he teased.
Saying this, Alexander used a weak version of telekinesis to pick up the still-hot metal from the ground and sighed in relief at the only dirty floor underneath. He didn't want to have to contact the contractor, just to swap out one burnt tile.
"I've been living here for almost a month full-time. I thought that was clear by now," Kary giggled.
"Eh. That's not wrong."
He shrugged as he threw the metal down the trash chute.
"I was just wondering why you hadn't moved all your clothes into the closet yet, since you moved in, hehe."
She smiled at him.
"Oh, no. That won't do. I'd rather we go shopping for new clothes instead. That way, I don't have to taxi from here to my mother's place, just to transfer all my clothes."
Alex almost smacked himself on the forehead at the mention of shopping.
'I should have kept my mouth shut…'
"We can do that later, after we go to the gym. How about it?" she asked, all joyfully.
He wanted to say no. He hated going shopping.
But he couldn't
'Happy wife, happy life, they say…'
"Sure. We can go later. Oh, shit! The gym! Fuck!"
Kary smiled at him, pointing at the bags near the couch.
"I'm ready to go. What about you?"
Alex started sweating.
"God dammit… He's going to tear me a new one…"
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