Once Aldrich made it safely to the ground, the first thing he did was battle the dizziness threatening to overwhelm him.
His hand fell on the rough bark of a tree as he staggered, and a violent retch escaped his throat.
He vomited onto the unfortunate tree, the sour contents of his stomach spilling out.
It took a moment for him to regain control of his senses, but once he did, he glanced down at the familiar egg secured in its carrier.
That brought him a semblance of relief, though it wasn't quite enough to fully settle his nerves.
"Damn... that was not fun at all."
He muttered to himself, still shaken.
The experience had not gone anything like he had imagined.
Throwing students down from such a dizzying height was not exactly what one would call proper training material for those who had just started at the institute.
"So it changed... again," Aldrich thought to himself, a weariness creeping into his voice. He was growing numb to the constant unexpected shifts.
