A blast of hot air knocked her to her feet and she made a grab for the frame to stop herself from being blown into the abyss below. She'd made it out of that hell hole. There was no way the very air she craved was going to send her back into her captor's arms. Heat seared her lungs as she took desperate gasps of the life giving substance. With it came the change, and she reveled in the freedom. Head thrown back she gave herself up to the shift. Skin stretched, wings spread.Revenge was going to be sweet.
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