[And away he goes! Jack is thrown off by the sudden disappearance of solid...everything around him and plummets toward the ocean.
Sure is a wet dog up in here. He gets out pretty quickly thanks to his wings, but UGH. The water makes the wound on the back of his neck sting like crazy.
He feels the sword replace itself back in his body thanks to the distance from it, and immediately Jack is hit with another wave of fatigue. Dumb broad.