Clear Skies, Open Drop

That windowsill latch didn't hold me for long! I nudged the slightly cracked window pane open with my shoulder and darted straight out onto the balcony concrete. You told me to fight Shadow, but if that guy's anywhere out in this city, he won't be lounging around inside four walls. I scrambled up the textured railing post to get the full view. Below me, the morning rush was already humming, winding pathways and asphalt loops stretching out into the morning light. The wind caught my quills just right—no sitting around today, it's time to hit the pavement.