Whoosh!

The night wind screamed past her ears. Her body felt weightless and unbound, like the freest of birds. Looking down at the city of Vanmura, she saw its buildings stacked like toy blocks far below. Instead of fear, Dia felt an unexpected lightness in her chest. It was an unfamiliar, quiet joy.

When the Watcher had shared the Secret Poison, Dia hadn't envied his teamwork with the Swordswoman in the Sea of Knowledge. She had envied the way they had once soared together to uncover the secrets of the Golden Fish. For her, flight had always been her heart's deepest longing. Countless times, she had gazed out from the high tower windows, wishing for wings of her own. After becoming a sorcerer, her ultimate hope was to finally condense the...