Locus makes it onto the cliff ledge just as York wings it off into the air, and he has to twist to watch him as he cuts through the air, a shadow against the night sky illuminated vaguely by the lamps nearby. A second later, and he throws himself back after him.
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Locus makes it onto the cliff ledge just as York wings it off into the air, and he has to twist to watch him as he cuts through the air, a shadow against the night sky illuminated vaguely by the lamps nearby. A second later, and he throws himself back after him.