As always he felt nothing as he moved through space, crossing a few dozen feet to get to the hairy bone atop the idiotically flat back of the beast and ending up a few feet above it, crashing into the gigantic being while not having lost any of his surprisingly low momentum that more so seemed as if he had just been falling for a mere second, not for what must've at least been a day.
Nevertheless, the impact was still enough to fluster the gigantic beast who was overall pretty light, the bones fragile and having slightly cracked as soon as Cades touched it, just as the colour of a butterfly would vanish when one touched it, this one seemed to work in the same logic, be it that killing a butterfly seemed sad, but this one not so much, especially considering the face that it wore, or perhaps just imitated.
Cades, simply not caring about that small detail, or just simply ignoring it to be exact, grabbed onto the thick strands of hair that somehow resided upon the hard bone and began his climbing, having landed in about the middle of the gigantic bone armor plate that he now realized to be spanning about 60 feet across, more than he had previously thought, resulting in him rethinking the entire length of this primordial beast, estimating it's total wingspan, adding the middle part to it, to be about 1260 feet or over 400 metres.
Truly, this creature which he wasn't even able to completely see with his newly acquired mana sense that he had developed in this endless darkness, was huge, unfathomably so, it was bigger than the entirety of Cades' old home multiple times, and much bigger than anything he had ever faced, but it was also so, so, much weaker than he had expected, seeing as the hair he had been holding on to, thick strands of thousands of them, their colour unknown but most likely silver, just like the hair of his sister that the morbid butterfly wore, was being ripped off despite him not even trying, turning into loose strands as soon as he touched them, even taking the bone down with it, something he didn't understand seeing as he had assumed the bone plate to be a kind of armor for a kind of weakness, a big one as it had seemed, expecting the plate to even hinder the wings of the huge beast that still continued to fly undisturbed, be it with a kind of waving that hadn't been there before now present, as if slightly annoyed at having a small ant walking atop it's back, but knowing it wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
It seemed to grow even more displeased the further up Cades climbed, the flapping of the wings, soft and smooth, as if gliding through the emptiness, the eternal dark, the air that was not there, turning into the furious flying of a small butterfly, something that was quite poetic seeing as to how incomprehensibly huge and ugly this being was, something that Cades now began to realize could also apply to a normal butterfly if it was seen from the perspective of a much smaller being, like Cades was seeing right now.
Finally, after he had counted to about 340, having restarted his count the instant he began his climb, something that seemed to hurt his very soul, but something he knew he should do if he ever wanted to hold his sanity together, realizing that he would just end up as a counting fool holding on to the fracturing bone plate had he not restarted, though he still knew the other number, vowing to add them all together at once when this was all over, if he got the chance that was.
He could finally see beyond the bone plate, the plate that was, as he now began to realize, similar to that of a tortoise, impeding with the field of vision of the creature but keeping it safe from attacks from high above, just as a snail would do, but that didn't really matter to him anymore, instead all that mattered was what he saw, and how his eyes began to burn.
There was an increscent, weak light, far, far away, in the darkness, barely a glowing ember, but it was somehow enough to shock the eyes of Cades that had been open all along, trying to see but failing, having adjusted to the eternal darkness, or at least to the believed eternal darkness, already and now failing to readjust, suffering when seeing the source of the primal, soft, glow, but still realizing something else, something that was quite interesting, or at least helpful, to Cades.
His new best friend, the morbid being wearing his sister's face, was also flying towards the source of light, like a moth to a flame, like a sailor to a siren, it was entranced, not caring about him, not relying to get rid of the powerful being that had taken it's back as a school bus, but simply continuing on, it's eyes, having only wavered once since he had gotten in reach, seemingly locked on the light, despite Cades not being able to see the eyes right now seeing as he had blended them out and really didn't want to see his dead sister's face on this being's body any more.
Well, right now he could only really wait, despite wondering about some things belonging to his newly acquired knowledge of the warping active, things he couldn't test right now, as he was thinking about the steadfast active, such as for example the utility of grabbing opponents if he managed to apply it to his hand..
Yes, those were the things this Cades was thinking of, he wasn't thinking of the past, he wasn't thinking of easy survival, he was thinking of fighting, no, he didn't even know he was doing so, to him, it was simply as it had always been, it was simply a task of waiting for the huge being to reach the light and thinking about what he liked during the ride.