Two days, three weeks and twenty-three years

Daniel's desperate teleport dropped him just a fewteen meters above his original location. 

It was a spell that he devised under his true master's tutelage as a prologue to a surprise attack in fights he couldn't win. 

Back in the world where one's imagination was the second most powerful tool after the mana-enchanted sword of the gods, being able to surprise fellow magic practitioners was the best buff one could get for themselves. 

And just like in modern times, humans were always earth-bound creatures. Some of them could fly, but their influence never got strong enough to warrant a change in the way people acted.