“Just a little further,” Clara said, fastening the final strap. Gunfire erupted from the balcony across the courtyard. “Run with me,” she said, taking off for the edge of the building. Randal stumbled several footsteps, at least not hindering if not exactly helping them either.

Guards reached the roof and opened fire as the ninja and the Special disappeared over the edge of the building. Clara opened the dark triangle at their backs, extending it outward on both sides, the two flying away from the building, gliding over the barren mountain side on a simple but large, black hang glider.