Chapter 73: Chapter 73: System's Ascension

As the sun began to rise, painting the sky in shades of gold, Zara noticed a change. The fall of the Locus seemed to be diminishing. It was subtle at first, but as the minutes ticked by, it became more evident. The constant flow of bodies into the abyss was slowing, the edges of the depression becoming less defined.

"He's coming up," she whispered, more to herself than to anyone else. "He has to be coming up." Hope, irrational and desperate, seized her.

Without thinking, Zara climbed onto the parapet, her eyes fixed on the darkness stretching beneath her feet. The wind whipped around her, tugging at her hair, but she barely noticed. Her entire being was focused on the abyss below, searching for any sign of movement, any hint of life.

"Zara, no!" someone shouted behind her, perhaps Micah or Kriz. But their voice sounded distant, irrelevant. All that mattered was the void below and the possibility that Elio was down there, fighting his way back to them.

"You're there, aren't you?" she whispered, her words carried by the wind. "You're coming back to me." Each word was laden with longing and fear, hope and desperation.

She took another step closer to the edge, her body dangerously tilted towards the void. The wind lashed at her hair, and for a moment, Zara felt she could fly, that she could launch herself into the abyss and find Elio. The pull of the void was almost irresistible, promising answers and reunion.

Just as she was about to take the final step, arms encircled her, pulling her back from the brink.

"No!" Zara screamed, fighting against the grip. "Let me go! I have to go to him!" Her voice was raw with emotion, tears streaming down her face as she struggled.

"Zara, stop!" It was Micah's voice, firm but laden with concern. "You can't do anything by jumping. Elio wouldn't want you to sacrifice yourself like this." His words were a lifeline, pulling her back from the edge of despair.

Micah's words hit her like a fist, snapping her out of her desperate trance. Tears began to stream down her cheeks as the reality of the situation crashed over her. The enormity of what she had been about to do sank in, bringing with it a wave of shame and renewed grief.

"But he's down there," Zara sobbed, her body trembling. "I can feel it. He's alive, Micah. He's alive and he needs our help." Her words were muffled against Micah's chest, but the raw emotion in them was unmistakable.

Micah hugged her tightly, allowing her to pour out her grief and fear. "I know, Zara. I know," he murmured, his own voice thick with emotion. "But we have to be strong. For him. If Elio is alive, he'll find a way back to us.

We need to have faith."

This time, he improved his control slightly, the gust more powerful, throwing several Locus away from him. Elio propelled himself upward, desperately searching for a free space between the falling monsters. His heart pounded in his ears, each beat a reminder of how precarious his situation was.

"Come on, come on," he muttered, his eyes frantically scanning his surroundings. Every second counted, every decision potentially his last.

Mana: 36. Meters: 12.

Another group of Locus lunged at him. Elio created a stronger gust, jumping at an angle instead of vertically, sacrificing distance for safety. The maneuver cost him precious meters, but kept him alive for another moment.

Mana: 35. Meters: 15.

The monster he landed on was facing him. Elio reacted on instinct, creating a helium gust right beneath himself. The sudden burst of power sent a jolt through his body, a reminder of the incredible forces he was now wielding.

Mana: 34. Meters: 25.

The Locus was shot downward, colliding with other monsters. Elio took advantage of the confusion and his new launch distance to ascend again. Each meter gained was a small victory, a step closer to survival.

Mana: 33. Meters: 35.

As he ascended, Elio noticed that the density of Locus seemed to decrease slightly. The realization brought a glimmer of hope, a sign that perhaps he was making progress.

"I need to go higher," he thought, landing on the head of a Locus and preparing for another jump.

Mana: 33. Meters: 39.

This boost took him to a momentarily clear space. Elio seized the opportunity to look up, searching for any sign of the wall's edge. But the darkness was still dense, an impenetrable veil that hid his goal from sight.