Buildings slid past beneath her. She noted that each one had a flat roof. Yes, That will do nicely.
Using her belt buckle for a gentle descent, Desa landed atop a boarding house. She took a deep breath, then turned around to face her enemy. She had left the Sink active so that Azra could find her.
The other woman bellowed, her legs flailing as she dropped onto the rooftop. She hit hard, stumbling a few steps and nearly falling flat on her face.
“You know,” Desa teased. “If you had learned proper flight techniques, you might not have suffered such grievous injuries when I threw you off the train. Shall we do this? Or do you need a moment to catch your breath?”
Azra shrieked.
Gunshots rang out, startling the servants who kept Delarac’s guests from running, but they were far off. On the
