As he hit the ceiling of the towering library, he watched as the Dragon Buster crumbled away, relieving its steel form into soft, unwieldy ash as it vanished from his arm from one moment to the next, unable to maintain itself after enduring the throttle of the Dragonheart.
It was difficult to see anything, past his own flickering sight as his draconic armor crumbled away just like his weapon, only able to last mere moments from just the side impact of the Dragon buster shot.
"...Ungh…"
Blimpo managed to pick himself up, pushing the fallen books off of his body as he quickly tossed the drained rune from his glove and popped in the necessary runes with speed.
"I gotcha, Emilio!" Blimpo called out.
The young man didn't even hear his elven companion call out to him before he suddenly felt something soft catch him amidst his descent, feeling as though he had landed on a cloud. It was a bed of foam, formed in the middle of the air and cushioning him like a mattress.