Sent stumbles forward by the unexpected bump, Yi Sang snaps his eyes open and promptly falls over.]
Mm . . .
[Yi Sang staggers onto his feet, only to lose his balance and nearly trip when he manages to grab onto the rail. Everywhere he looks, it spins violently. He chances a look over his shoulder at Messmer.]
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Sent stumbles forward by the unexpected bump, Yi Sang snaps his eyes open and promptly falls over.]
Mm . . .
[Yi Sang staggers onto his feet, only to lose his balance and nearly trip when he manages to grab onto the rail. Everywhere he looks, it spins violently. He chances a look over his shoulder at Messmer.]
Messmer . . . How do you . . . fare?