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As he was flung upward into the sky above, Ben brought the majority of his minds to their fastest speeds to deal with everything the best he could, even with one thought ringing clear through it all.

Oh, this is really going to hurt.

He could already feel a strain on his mind as he continued to actualize as the distance he was doing it at forcefully increased by so much but he didn’t let it down, instead focusing on his goal as he let himself slowly fall back, counting seconds as he did.

One hundred and thirteen until the demon sees the future.

With the height he’d been thrown making him think he had roughly eight seconds until he hit the ground and would be faced with his untimely demise if he didn’t do anything, made more complicated by what he was seeing below. Every one of the enthralled was preparing to cast the best they could while he was helplessly suspended in the air, with that fact shaping his plans as he split his focus between that and his continued actualization.

Looking at the world in slow motion, he focused on both trying to control where he’d eventually land and understanding the structures of the various spells as they came together, trying to properly judge their affinity as they were being constructed while he focused on which would be harmful and which he could use, judging most spells to be unfortunately death affinitied while a few others took up the remaining options and forced to him to question how he’d deal with it.

His outfit would be able to handle most of it and he even wanted to take some hits. Any earth, water, and air attacks that hit his jacket or pants wouldn’t be able to bypass his current enchantments while having the small bonus of slowing his descent but the other affinities held different issues.

He wasn’t completely covered after all, his hands and face were exposed and while he trusted his resistances and various defensive skills to protect him up to a certain point, he didn’t want to put complete faith in them when he had so many attacks aimed at those vulnerable areas. So he prepared to deal with them the best he could without spending too much mana, continuing to count the seconds until they arrived until, just before any hit, he materialized a leather-like material around his head and hands while spending the extra mana to cover it with the enchantments he already intended to let him take the hits.

He’d been watching until the very last second to try to judge what other attacks were coming while also reaching out with his material sense to try and feel more but the second it seemed the blows had stopped he removed his face covering, needing access to his eyes and praying that the demons down below hadn’t been able to judge what had happened well enough to plan another attack through that flurry of spells.

Hope that was proven right. No matter how powerful they were, they couldn’t plan or react as fast as him and with the way he was still falling through the sky, whatever split-second reactions he’d make weren’t going to be clear no matter how many eyes were on him, letting him go on from there as he drew ever closer to the ground.

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With one hundred and seven seconds to finish. Oh, please please please let me get lucky here.