“Today css, you all will be learning how to use magic to fly. We will go over some basics like what you will feel, what you should focus on and a little history to give you some insight.” Mr. Argen announced as he lifted one of his rge bck wings, allowing us to see the feathers glow with a glossy green color.

  “Charging your wings, body and any other extremities with mana is the first step to protecting yourself. Several hundred years ago, monsters only charged their wings with mana believing that was the only thing needed for magical flight. And while necessary, can anyone tell me why I would suggest further mana incasment?” He asked the css as he began to scan the room.

  The brown raccoon like student raised his arm. “I heard it was because their wings might fly off without their body?” He asked as he nervously rubbed his hands together.

  “Close but not exactly. It is easier to consider what happens when a bde hits an unprotected area. It cuts through. So if you consider mana encasement as armor then without it, you would easily hurt yourself if you fail to make sudden adjustments. And no, just because the tops of buildings are there to save you doesn’t mean the building as a whole will do the same. Most if not all buildings are made with dense, quake absorbing materials and can even carry another building if one were to fall on it. You would effectively be flying into several yers of solid rock and that goes triple if you hit an orichalcum window. Which would then bounce you back with almost the same energy.” He expined.

  The rge winged fox student raised his hand. “But I thought most monsters were more durable than stone, I’ve even heard Jawloon bending adamantium with an blood iron coating. So shouldn’t we be fine?”

  “If you were a beetle monster then yes. And a jeweled kit isn’t enduring anything, just showing a feat of strength. Most flying races are maybe two or three times more durable than an unarmored human but that won’t keep you safe if you ping pong between two buildings, metal poles and have a mispced nding on a fire hydrant.” He pointed out before pressing his taloned foot on a square, pressing it into the floor.

  With that, he whole room became dark and the air around us felt like thick cream soup. Hearing a few whoa’s, I looked around and noticed several of my cssmates floating in the air as if gravity turned off. The three arachne were all spinning around, waving their legs like paddles. Several of the bat winged students tried and failed to scoop the air with their wings while the brown racoon guy floated zily like a kid pretending to have drowned in a pool. The imp with spider legs coming from his back, used his legs to literally walk on the air. I looked down at myself and…. I was maybe half an inch off the floor? It felt like I was just standing on the floor but to be sure, I took a step forward and my foot went down a little more before hitting the floor. Well I did feel lighter and my back didn’t feel as pulled on either. I looked down at my chest encased in the suit and thought hit me, If i wasn’t wearing this would these weights be floating? I quickly shook my head, trying to ignore the thought.

  Although I didn’t want to fall, I did need to try flying. So I looked at my folded wings and slowly pulled them open into a cupping shape. I felt the thick air bubble under their webbing and suddenly I was slowly floating up into the air. But my eyes twitched as I saw the ground inch away from my feet like I was a toddler being lifted by their mother, I felt tiny the further I got. I took a deep breath and pushed down on that feeling. Just think of it as swimming. Nothing else. Just swimming through the salty water. Like one of those ancient fish you saw in that one deluxe-man episode. And like those fish, I extended my wings further until they were fully open and with that, I floated higher. I felt more of the thick air under my wings, I even felt them slowly pushing through the air like soft bread.

  Just thick salty water. Foamy water. I’m just floating, nothing else… Why… why is it so dark? I reached up and found my eyes firmly pressed shut. Right… can’t fly if I’m blind… I slowly tried to forced my eyes open but when they opened a crack, my stomach swirled like a washing machine on turbo. My eyes began to close again at that.

  No.

  Just suck it in. there’s a reason why you’re doing this. Just breathe and you’ll be good.

  I finally forced my eyes open. I was high in the air, I saw my cssmates floating around, many of them still filing. While I stood as if I was still standing on the ground, just with my wings open….. Aannd my tail limply hanging behind. It felt weird. Like I should be doing something with it. It started to even feel tinglingly, almost numb. So I quickly wrapped it around my leg to occupy it.

  “Jeweled Dragoness. I’m very happy to see you up here.” came a calm voice as Tavis slowly gilded over to me with his weird cape like a flying squirr-animal.

  “Y-y-yeah… just thought I’d give it a try…..” I portrayed the most confident smile I could.

  Tavis looked at me with a weird face. He was opening his mouth to say something when Mr. Argen spoke up again.

  “Now that I’ve gotten you all in the air, you must focus on what you’re feeling. Right now I am using the room’s enchantment to produce a spell called milk air. It’s the closest magic spell to allow others to fly like they’re using magic.” He expined as he hovered in the air, standing just like I was. “Now this enchantment will make you float but it is up to you to learn how to fly like this. I can see that some of you have already figured out how to control your height or even some limited movement. This is very good! In ancient history, several thousand years ago, magical flight was often used as a tool to disorient armies, creating easy targets for ranged attack. This tactic was so powerful that several battles with unfavorable odds still won. It became so overused that warriors began training how to counteract it. The best way? Swimming, jumping and even surfing.”

  Mr. Argen spread both wings as he watched us. ”To get a feel, I want you to bance on your legs, your wings, even your tails, charge your mana into your bodies as you do. Practice enough and you’ll be able to use magical flight as easily as walking through a crowd.”

  After he spoke, he let us mess around with the milky air. Maria was one of the first arachne here to figure out that she could swim like a octopus, pressing all eight legs together to push herself forward. And when she neared a wall, she tucked her human half under her legs, turning into a spinning ball and just before hitting the wall she extended her legs and caught herself on the wall. Posing her arms out like a dancer showing off to an audience and for the most part, everyone was watching. The other two arachne cpped, the racoon guy nodded and several of the bat winged students smiled but the spidery imp seemed to scowl at her. They quickly looked away and continued to walk around on the air, sliping a couple times and growling to themself everytime they did.

  I, on the other hand, enjoyed Maria’s ability to pick up on her movement like that. It looked kinda fun if I was honest. But if my slightly swirling stomach was proof of anything, I should probably just take things slower than she did. So I decided to pivot my wings side to side. When I lowered my left and raised my right wing, I started to turn sideways, throwing me off bance. Making me quickly return to my previous pose, shaking side to side as I eventually evened out.

  I repeated that a few times, trying to get used to the movement but I kept getting a feeling things weren’t just right. Something about my wings just felt wrong and I couldn’t figure out what it was. I looked at them, spread out and open but what was the problem? Getting annoyed, I looked for the closest wall. If I’m going to practice like I’m swimming then a wall might help…..though, it would be nice if I was already near one.

  I looked at my wings again and in my frustration, I pushed them backwards, they moved in a scooping motion and I began to move forward. The wall in front of me wasn’t as close but it was better than filing upside down. So when I moved my wings out in front of me, I floated a little higher before I scooped forward. I moved forward and down slightly and repeating this led to a constant up, forward down movement. But doing that just felt wrong and I was getting sick of the weird movement so I moved my mana into my wings. I felt heat drawing lines through them and into their cwed finger tips, almost like I was stretching each part.

  What if, instead of fire, I had wind blow from them? With that thought, my wings glowed a bright green and a strong gust of wind pushed me higher into the air. I was zooming for the ceiling and would’ve smmed head first into it when my mind shouted and my wings tilted forward. And I just flew across the flight room…..I might’ve almost bumped into a couple cssmates but I definitely. did. not. fly. between. the arachne. I didn’t send them spinning like bubbles in the air, nope! Bbbbuuuuttt, I did hear a few girls scream and it was kinda cute…sorta high pitched, annoyed scream like when a girl’s trying to sound tough but just sounds cuter……..man… I miss my st girlfriend. That weirdo had the cutest pout…

  Without even realizing it, I flew right into the padded wall with a soft sp, snapping me out of my thoughts. I pushed back and made my mana pull away from my wings, stopping the wind from forcing my face into more wall.

  “Fuck…” I muttered under my breath almost like a sigh. I really need to rex, get my head into the now.

  I spent the rest of css feeling like a big stupid bug ate my insides, leaving little pockets of emptiness inside me. Even as I went back to trying to figure out my wing angles again, little wisps of what could’ve been and how I failed floated around. Fucking my head up.

  Why the hell did I have to think of that?! She’s off living her best life as a project head for that advanced engineer program! Even if I could’ve made things work, I’d still end up here. As a girl, dragon thing. Cws, pointed teeth and a physique that could kill easily. I can’t start another retionship like this! Not to mention the weird mana problem or that I’ll probably grow as rge as a building!

  As I mentally grumbled to myself, I made my way to the training flight gym. Luckily for me, it wasn’t too far from my flight css, so I just had to ignore a couple halls full of fear ridden students to get there…. Well it was easy to get here but this time a thin horse person stood in my way. He ran his fingers through his shiny long hair like some rich kid that believed he was the sun but his face didn’t even look slightly good. With a long face with some buckteeth, he looked more like some weird parody of a rabbit.

  “I-I-I sha-shall…uh, d-ddddd-defeat you! Um hideous and m-m-most horri-” He began with his hand glowing red. But as he was whining like toy dog, I rushed up to him, stomped my st step. Then leaned down to his height, eyes inches apart as I gred my building frustration at him. He didn’t even tremble, he dropped from all four of his legs.

  “STEP ON ME MISTRESS!” He shouted as he pressed his face into the floor, it looked almost like his whole head was kissing the floor with how much he mushed his face to it.

  My face went from pissed to full soured disgust. It was as if someone thought a proposal using the most niche fetishes as word py was written in their own vomit as they then ate it would woe me……

  I did the least attractive thing, I walked away. AND HE MOANED!!! OH GOD NO! FUCK NO! I’M IN FUCKING HELL’S VERSION OF HELL!

  “Oh Odtis! How cruel~!” “Fuck, I’m leaking gallons~. So fuckn’ hot~!” “Think Mistress will leave me wanting like that~!”

  Several onlooking succubi, moaned, squealed or fell to the floor on trembling legs. Other succubi nodded approvingly and the remaining few gave hunger filled gres at the fallen succubi and that horse guy. And that was only the succubi! Oni gave raised eyebrows, some even smiled at me! The mia looked at them with disdain and some minotaurs ughed! The little arachne just stared at his twitching body, unsure what to do with him while the goblin girls smiled menacingly at him.

  I could only ignore them as I quickly slipped into the flight gym. I puffed out air trying to clear my head but I probably won’t just have nightmares about this…AH! WHATEVER! I quickly shook my head free of those annoying thoughts, hoping to god they’d vanish from memory. Deciding to distract myself with the flight gym before me.

  Now in the flight gym, I saw the familiar padded walls that my flight css had. But here they moved in and out like moving ptforms in a game. While the middle of the floor was filled with what looked like giant stagmites, big enough I almost thought they were mountains. But bits of the rock they were made of, shot off like a bullet only to sm into another stagmite tower. And when I looked up I saw a small beetle monster fly with gss wings around hanging stactites and spears of floating rock. They dove down as a rge vine tried to sp at them, only to soar up and spiral between two stactites that collided into each other seconds after.

  Then something blurred passed, pulling my eyes to a huge bat shaped bullet bolt through the falling debris from the stactites colliding together. The bat drew S’s, V’s and G’s as they danced through the falling rocks and vines. They were so fast that they even created a white line in the air like they were living chalk!

  “Pretty amazing aren’t they?”