Veins throbbed on Wei Wuyin's forehead as he urged the entirety of her strength, holding onto the continent as it flew through the Void. With both limbs entrenched into the Desolate Lands, he slowly flapped his enlarged wings with every strand of effort he could muster. The four thirty-two centimeter-sized Astral Cores were all brightly lit as King, Ori, and Eden funneled their astral force into Kratos.
Fortunately, his physical strength was barely sufficient to carry the continent and every last inhabitant on board, at least in his Draconic Form, and his astral force was so vast that he could cover the entire continent several hundred times with ease. His outstanding foundation found appropriate use and saved the continent from its almost inevitable demise.