She takes that as her queue to move on to the next trick. You stare on in amazement for the next few minutes as she swims through the air above the water. It was different from most of her practices, she looks much more relaxed—sticking with tricks that don’t require a lot of effort to pull off. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t trying. Every movement was executed flawlessly as far as you could tell. It looks like she’s trying to show off something besides her speed. As you begin to contemplate what that thing is, you notice her start gaining speed. She was flying level away from you and was going faster than she had all night. Just as you think she’s making a run for the border, she pulls up vertically and leaves her wings outstretched. You immediately recognize it as the wingtip turn you’d been helping her with before the whole Zephyr incident happened. You swallow some nervousness; she’d never been able to get it right before. Up she climbed, propelled only by her momentum. You hold your breath as she gets closer to stalling out. Right before she runs out of speed, she tucks one wing to her body and angles the other.