Coby's feet touched the ground, a smile erupting on his face. He'd done it--something so immensely complex that it put himself up on a level he'd never expected to be on so soon. Yet, just as Daedalus soared close to the sky, Coby had done the same in an instant. Had he been in healthier condition, it would have been fine, albeit a bit shaky. Because of his fight with Saber, his body rebelled instantly.

"Ah, maybe I should have used something else--" He was cut off, one hand covering his mouth. Through his bandaged fingers, a single rivulet of blood fell. In an instant, fatigue struck Coby and he toppled onto one knee in front of Keith.