Alex flew into the sky as the Prison Wall was beginning to shimmer in the morning light. His sword was in his hand, ready to attack it.
The Prison Wall was all that was keeping him in. If he could break through it and go past it, then surely… surely he could leave.
As Alex arrived close to the distorted space that broke and fixed itself every other second, he filled his sword with everything he had and released it.
The attack immediately hit the wall, the shockwave from the attack flying right back at Alex.
Alex felt the pain of the force as he was right next to it. If he was any further, his attacks would lose power, so he had to be as close as he could.
Still, he gave not a damn for what he felt. His emotions ran far too strong at the moment for him to feel any pain at all.
