“This is amazing!” The Sage swung his right arm down, slamming it into the floor. The blow demolished the entire tower beneath him.

Naturally, those standing on top of the roof had no option but to fall.

...

“I thought you could control your fall by yourself,” his female friend complained. The boy was gripping her leg like one would hold an umbrella, while the girl had grown a pair of jet-black wings that kept the two of them aloft.

“This is easier.”

-Volume 5 page 168 and 169