The relentless pressure was a constant reminder of the monumental task before her. As Mira stood there, she realized she was not merely combating the weight, she was fighting against two separate forces—the gravity of the world she was on and the additional weight of the Hell of Gravity. It was like being sandwiched between two celestial bodies, their combined gravitational force pulling at her incessantly.
'The pull I feel… it's the gravitational forces acting on me. I'm caught in the middle of two opposing forces. And if I want to withstand this, I need to control that interaction,' Mira thought, the initial spark of an idea starting to kindle in her mind.
She would need to become the equivalent of a celestial body, exerting her own gravitational pull. At the same time, she'd need to create something that could exert an equal amount of pressure on her as the Hell of Gravity but in the opposite direction.
