[With the sudden pressure of the collected wind weighing it down, Darin forces the dragon into a full on nose-dive.]
[He really had to time this just right. Too early and they'd smear themselves all over the ground. Too late...and. Well. They'd smear themselves over the ground.]
[It was a hell of a gamble and thanks to the adrenaline rushing through his veins due to his blood magic, Darin was absolutely here for this. As evidenced by the howl of glee as they descend, like he was riding a roller coaster.]
[With seconds to spare, he jerks up on the dragon's head, forcing it to slow its descent just long enough for Darin to reach back, swing Cecelia around into his arms and press her tightly to his frame, then leap from the dragon's neck towards the ground.]
[The dragon hits the earth like a bomb, crashing through the trees and tearing through the ground. Darin tucks Cecelia against him as tight as he can and rolls forward, taking the brunt of the fall, rolling away from the dragon's crash site.]
[He comes to a stop on his back, still clutching Cecelia, staring up at the sky through the boughs of the trees that hadn't been torn up from the crash.]
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[He really had to time this just right. Too early and they'd smear themselves all over the ground. Too late...and. Well. They'd smear themselves over the ground.]
[It was a hell of a gamble and thanks to the adrenaline rushing through his veins due to his blood magic, Darin was absolutely here for this. As evidenced by the howl of glee as they descend, like he was riding a roller coaster.]
[With seconds to spare, he jerks up on the dragon's head, forcing it to slow its descent just long enough for Darin to reach back, swing Cecelia around into his arms and press her tightly to his frame, then leap from the dragon's neck towards the ground.]
[The dragon hits the earth like a bomb, crashing through the trees and tearing through the ground. Darin tucks Cecelia against him as tight as he can and rolls forward, taking the brunt of the fall, rolling away from the dragon's crash site.]
[He comes to a stop on his back, still clutching Cecelia, staring up at the sky through the boughs of the trees that hadn't been torn up from the crash.]
[There's blissful silence for a moment before:]
...I cannot believe that worked.