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We all tilted back our heads, and a tiny drop of rain fell onto my nose. I shook my head, but the droplet had brought friends, and the black clouds over our heads finally opened to loose their wet wrath upon us. The trickle became a drizzle, and a soft fog on the horizon threatened a torrential downpour.
Mino looked over his shoulder at the muddy, glistening path below us and shrank back against me. “How are we going to get down?”
A grin stretched across Caius’ lips. “I have an idea.”
Caius handed Adam the map before he walked toward the front edge. He tripped a few times over the raised cracks and scowled at them, but continued to the smooth brink. He stretched out his arms on either side of him, and I couldn’t help but be mesmerized as his bony wings spread outward from his
