As the cable snapped, the elevator plunged past the third floor. The safety brakes engaged with a sharp screech and a shower of sparks, yet they failed to arrest the downward inertia.
The elevator, riddled with holes, continued its descent.
Yet Huai Shi felt a sudden, soundless chill. He whipped his head around to look behind him, only to see a large hole had somehow appeared in the twisted elevator wall.
A slender figure was already soaring down towards Huai Shi.
Her fingers traced a line downward through the air.
Before that gesture, walls, cables, and the elevator's outer shell alike split to either side. It wasn't a violent destruction; rather, it was as if a door was being opened with effortless ease, allowing the figure to swoop in unobstructed...
Third Stage Peak!
The unequivocal Third Stage Peak!
