<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cd/Blind_swordswoman2.png)</div>"I will join you." Calanthe would have heard a jet, even an idle one. Curious, and worthy of investigating.<br/><br/>She couldn't fly. No wings, after all. But there was this thing dragons did where they told the laws of physics to sit down and shut up, which let their wings (powerful though they were) actually handle a creature of that size and strength. That meant that when she decided to jump, gravity could be quite tardy in informing her she should come back down.<br/><br/>Crouching down and feeling the minute vibrations in the earth with one hand and the movement of the air across her face, she gauged the distance to this tower. The disadvantage was that missing her target could go quite badly, which meant that she wanted to calculate her trajectory<em>exactly</em>. Solar Flare was tremendously helpful in this; the fire and heat from the ace pilot's flight washed outward, outlining and detailing the contours of the tower as the waves of superheated air passed over them. Sudden as a pouncing tiger and light as a feather, Calanthe leapt into the air, producing no more displacement on the ground than if she had hopped over a tree root.