Young Iker, having the same prowess as he would have at twenty-four years old, planned to take out Pegasus with one bunt from a gentle fist. By the time the pegasus extended his wings overhead like an impressive and whitely laurel to perform a ranged attack from the tip of his wings, Iker was already crouching under Pegasus's snout.

  In an act of premonition or being privy to prior information, Wexil left whatever form of invisibility he used and sliced Iker's left arm clean just as fast as how Iker had closed the gap. While blood sprayed from the shoulder he was about to heal with his intact arm, he leaped backwards while coming to another realization. Wexil used the Radio Dagger.

  The Radio Dagger, an artefact from Bolsa Mágica, was infamous for killing biological lifeforms no matter the magic system or rule of physics that governed its existence. Whether it was ki, chakra, flux, or any other kind of magic or science in the known universe, if it was biological in anyway it would succumb to the intelligent radioactivity. Even though radioactivity no longer existed in the realities Iker had inhabited so far, the Radio Dagger disregarded those laws entirely.

  Iker had no choice.

  He had to astral project out of this mortal body as fast as possible.

  However, Wexil also knew Iker's only choice apparently as he kept flying and swinging towards Iker every time he leaped back further to the other wall of the hangar. And indeed, Wexil already unsheathed another dagger as Iker kept dodging his swings across the severed engine they were jumping over, revealing he knew Iker had no choice but to astral project. While Wexil had the Radio Dagger in one tentacle, he possessed the deactivated and ceramic Possible Dagger in another. It was not possible that Wexil had looted Bolsa Mágica; he must have come across the classtag the daggers were under, as it seemed Wexil did indeed attain every spawnable dagger in the battle stages of Bolsa Mágica.

  And forgetting about them entirely, the araks pretending to be unconscious on the hangar wanted to take advantage of Iker's obliviousness of them.

  "You fools!" Wexil yelled. "Get back to pretending to sleep! I do not need you idiots!"

  The araks that Uzi had knocked unconscious earlier were a godsend, now Wexil could not activate the Possible Dagger without engaging in friendly fire. Iker smiled as he flipped backwards over the other araks shooting and slashing at him, until half of the extraterrestrial crowd became dismembered and exterminated by glowing and floating cuts. Despite them being his apparent comrades, Wexil activated the engine on the Possible Dagger and successfully sliced Iker in half while in midair.

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  In reaction to the first scream from one of the arak colonizers, Iker focused all his flux into the nexus of the flux system that wrapped around the nervous system, which was at the topmost vertebrae of the spine. Iker had only heard rumors regarding the dagger being able to cease flux altogether. There were urban legends across virtual realities of toddlers using it to kill elder gods, so Iker did not want to risk it by having any of his flux passing through the nerves around his severed hips.

  "Now you will no longer be able to use that dagger in our future battle Wexil."

  Wexil stopped attacking altogether, not because of any regard for his deceased crew, but because Uzi had entered the hangar and spoke. Iker would have yelled out vis name if he was not focused on leaving his body before the smart radioactivity that only needed a brush of the skin to work would reach his spine. Even though Wexil floated back to stop Uzi while the arak crew bled on the metallic floor, Iker's new flux body was not out of danger yet.

  Cascading rainbow beams rained upon Iker's abandoned flesh body, but that was the least of Iker's concerns. The bloodlusted rainbow beams Pegasus casted midflight throughout the hangar not only sliced and tore through several floors of the spaceship, but Iker could feel the warmth of Pegasus's attacks. And if he could feel them, he could get burnt by them as a floating soul.

  And the ship announced that it no longer was staying anchored to the sky with a horrid and metallic whine from the enormous engines. A cacophony of explosions accompanied the laser echoes of Pegasus's further blasts that were threatening Iker's new life. Even though he was experienced with kaya, Iker had no experience astral projecting using flux. Iker had no choice, he was going to add mass to his intact arm that still spawned on his soul. While erratically thrusting himself in random directions to dodge the raining beams and flying debris from the spaceship entering freefall, he finally gave enough force into his levitation to reach his flesh body, grabbing a white hair he saved right before it got consumed by flames.

  Mere seconds upon reaching the object needed for an improvised plan, Pegasus landed a perfect rainbow blast over soul-Iker. The hangar around the blasted teenager and the flying horse was disassembled entirely, explosions and spaceship debris raining like asteroids in a blue sky. And before the force of the blast would have beset him into earthward and fatal momentum, while he trapped Pegasus's sole hair inside the palms of his hands like a prayer, Iker shifted the momentum upwards with the white wings that tore through his black hoodie.

  While he flew up, Iker noticed that Pegasus was looking for him among the falling debris, his head tilting in all directions. However, as the looming and triangular spaceship tilted downwards towards freefall, Iker met Pegasus at eyelevel as they both kept flapping their wings.

  Upholding himself with new wings and flux manifesting his missing limbs, Iker held up a fist as he met Pegasus's gaze.